My fellow classmates, as I’m writing this to you, its pouring outside. If you listen closely and hold your breath, the noise of several sewers in the streets are slowly flooding, and drowning in unyielding streams of dirty rainwater, becomes so unimaginably clear and almost beautiful.
The normally busy streets are so very silent in this not at all favorable weather. If you ask the people here they’d say it is pernicious but I don’t think it’s that extreme.
I find it almost enthralling being here. The wildlife, their sustenance, the history and the people has this gripping effect on me. Make no mistake, South Africa is not at all a dreamy place, with the wretched history and its inconsolable victims of the white governments wrongdoings.
Still to this day the country is dealing with corruption, violent crime and HIV rates are among the highest in the world.
When I walk down the streets of my city I see all kinds of people who I deem myself and others equal to. I don’t understand that twenty years ago there was this completely different mindset.
But what my mind can and cannot grasp is not what I’m writing about.
When you think South Africa you’ll probably just dive into the well-known stereotypical thoughts. Well I can inform you that South Africa is not one big desert with lions and zebras no.
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