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I am annoyed. I am not the angry young woman of literature, but a furious young representative of all teens that have to make do in the 21st century.
Before you ask me, let me ask you: "What makes you mad?" What flicks your switch and really sets you off?
Is it the inconsiderate driver that squeezes his lumbering taxi into a few vacant centimetres in front of your car? Or is it that person at school whom you just cannot seem to get along with?
No, ladies and gentlemen, these are trivial inconveniences. It takes more than that to set most of us on fire.
What makes me mad is when I am sitting in a classroom with my peers. The room is full of potential leaders who all have the same opportunities that I have, but what makes me mad is that some choose to move forward and maximise their potential, while others are despondent, lack ambition and therefore move backward.
There are too many mediocre plodders who are unwilling to make the necessary choices to realise their authentic purpose. Negative influences, such as alcoholism and gangsterism, have been allowed to consume our generation, a generation that I am part of and a generation that comprises the pioneers of the future.
What makes my blood boil is when I speak to my peers' parents. There are adults of all ages and various backgrounds, but while some are committed to the wellbeing of their children, others seem to "prioritise" us and somehow their economic pursuits take pole position.
Every teenager needs a supporter, a comforter, a provider. However, today most of those aspiring to adulthood lack this figure in their homes.
Has the parent become too busy to be the backbone of his household? Have mothers and fathers allowed issues such as divorce to prevent them from being a positive influence on and in their children's lives? If so, ladies (and gentlemen), I need you to understand that if our parents do not guide us, then substance abuse and promiscuity will.
What infuriates me is when I observe the direction in which our government is moving. The Mail and Guardian of the week ending on January 18 carried the headline, "Zuma celebrates good times".
We all require the support of our government. So, ladies (and gentlemen), I pose the question: Should our leaders really be celebrating while our country is in such dire straits? It boggles the mind that our politicians are (figuratively) fiddling while Tshwane is burning. Firstly, there are many youngsters who desperately need money to attend college or university.
Secondly, our crime statistics have grown to embarrassing proportions. Corruption, bribery and nepotism have replaced soccer as South Africa's most popular sport.
Thirdly, I don't want to sink deep into darkness, if you'll excuse the pun, of the Eskom fiasco. The government should be fulfilling its duty and using its power and influence to develop its people.
The youth of our country is firmly trapped in the claws of degradation. Lack of support and lack of direction lead to the problem of moral decay among our teenagers.
Clearly there is a critical situation on our hands. However, let us be reminded that, Janus-like, there are two sides to every coin. Failure contains within itself the very seeds of success. Anger implies that happiness must be sought. I feel utterly lost. The youth of our country are ironically already setting foot on the right path.
What gives hope is that I can make the right choices to maximise my potential. What gives me hope is that I am grounded in the morals set before me by my Creator, thus enabling me to realise my unique purpose. I smile at the thought of being a pioneer of the future.
I am a transformer and an enhancer and what gives me hope is that I can make a difference. And I promise you ladies (and gentlemen), I will.
lThe author is a pupil at Fairbairn College and is the Western Cape representative in the national finals of the Anglo American and Sowetan Young Communicators Awards.