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All the flowers of all the tomorrows are in the seeds of today.
-Indian Proverb-
This term has been an invigorating and educational section of the year’s work. Beginning with the creation of a blog and ending with an advertisement, the term has been a hot potato of different assignments: we’ve had to jump around a lot and sometimes burnt our hands, but it has still been a fun game. Having to plan assignments within a genre has been difficult because I cannot easily change my writing style. My group has also had to tolerate a few mishaps along the way when templates weren’t working or members of the group did not arrive for meetings. However, I still believe the term has been a burst of colour and productivity.
I was productive in the sense that I completed all my work on time, received good marks for that work and posted everything on our blog. Now that I think about it, however, I notice that I only completed one additional article for the blog and one of my members completed almost twenty. This could be due to my recurring infection of laziness, but I think it’s mainly due to the lack of free time in the term.
The articles that I did complete were the assigned tasks from Alette and Sim. My stories for those articles were not incredibly original because everyone in the class had to work with the same subject matter: surviving first year. Everything we wrote – the profile, the letter, the opinion piece and the photo comic – had to pertain to first year and it became increasingly difficult to generate new approaches to the theme.
I believe my whole tutorial group experienced the same problem as I did. We often discussed the issues we were having but apart from that, the tutorials seemed a little pointless because we covered everything in lectures. Although some tutorials were highly entertaining: the image of Push shouting “Order in the class! Order! Let’s here both sides of this argument” is still clear in my mind. Creative and intelligent Push was a wonderful member to have in my team because she always encouraged and complimented the group. Tumi and Divia are also very hard-working and innovative individuals who were assets to the team.
On a scale of one to ten I would place my personal growth at eight. This course has developed the foetus of knowledge that I have on blogging, the internet and new media. The tasks weren’t as beneficial for my writing, but my knowledge gained on new media is priceless. As a group, I believe my team members and I have learnt patience, responsibility and trust. When assigning tasks to different people, I usually prepare for a future migraine. I worry that people won’t get the work done or won’t have it ready on time – this is especially worrisome in Journalism where meeting deadlines is essential. Nevertheless, I learnt to have faith in my team and their unbeatable skills.
Input from the whole team also enabled us to envision our blog’s name and characteristics: NewStreet - The Street of Life. We all painted a part of the masterpiece, some of us maxing our quota for the cause. I believe the group put so much effort into this blog because it’s our own publication. For most of JMS 1, we wrote article for an imaginary publication and an imaginary audience. NewStreet is a real publication and we hold pride and satisfaction in the way we have mastered it. Furthermore, we write articles quite often, but no-one ever sees them. This blog is a physical culmination of the term’s hard work that we can share with our family and friends.
We had to titivate the blog appearance, but written work was a more important factor. Personally, I suffered from many problems when writing my articles. Firstly, I naturally speak in an academic register, I’m not very witty and I don’t use slang. This makes my writing slightly boring for a blog, but I am definitely making an effort to correct this defect in my versatility. Secondly, I felt very confined by the theme of ‘surviving first year’. This theme has been used for the entire year and I’ve exhausted all my story ideas pertaining to the subject.
For the profile article we only needed to interview a first year, therefore, I had a primary source and did not need to verify any facts. I interviewed with ease and I think people are willing to open up to me because I’m not an intimidating or overbearing person. The other articles such as the letter or the opinion piece mainly dealt with my emotions and experiences and also did not require external sources. However, I did take care to double check my information about university rules and alcohol when writing my opinion piece.
Doubling checking information would be essential for a news blog because if you posted incorrect sources just once, you would lose all your credibility. I’m under the impression that a blog that provides new information and current affairs can be called Journalism. Our blog, however, is more of an online diary because opinion pieces and letters are issues of the heart and not news.
Speaking your mind is important, but one has to exercise some restraint when writing about sensitive issues. Personally I did not face any ethical issues because my subject matter was not particularly controversial, although my group was confronted by an ethic problem. After just one week, one of our members was in hospital and we didn’t know whether to exclude her from the group and continue or to wait for her. Luckily we decided to continue without her because she did not come back after her stay in hospital.
Blogging has been a wonderful experience. It has proven challenging, annoying and teeth-grinding at times, but my group and I have persevered. This term is the seed that will grow and flourish and produce an array of beautiful, vibrant journalism graduates.
Like a taxi, our government is our vehicle to a democratic society. We choose which taxi is right for us. When we are in the taxi we have the right to see the drivers license just the same way we have the right to see whether our leaders are just. We can voice out our opinion on the drivers conduct on the road. This is the same when we place judgement to those who we feel they are not driving our democracy to a prosperous future. We also have in mind that we pay for the ride just the like we pay taxes, so our voices are just. We place people in front to count our money so that when the drive complains they speak for us. Is this not the same with parliament? Do they not have obligations to the citizens who placed them in such positions? Of course! Lastly as a citizen, you must know that if you did not enjoy the ride and that you find yourself lead to the wrong place, you still have the right to choose the next taxi coming. So when it comes to politics, let us not take it too far from us. Let us see it in our everyday lives and apply it nationally. Also to those voting for the first time next year, just know that you have the privilege of choosing your own taxi and allocating the people in front who voice out your needs. So let us become a South Africa driven by passion to a destination filled with democratic principles.
Pumelela 'Push' Nqelelnga
It has come to a point where I have to mention in blank terms that the ANCYL has lost the plot. This is the same origination that presents itself to be the voice of the youth. Which youth? I happen to be a youth h and my political views differ completely from the ANC youth league’s president, Julius Malema. Has it come to this, that politics is for the big mouthed fools and the bullies who think they know better that our constitutional judges? The youth of today are in a struggle to understand where they stand and we find ourselves being represented by fools who to claim to know our thoughts.
The ANCYL league has a great history in world politics. It has groomed great leaders like Nelson Mandela and Walter Sisulu who practiced their right has South Africans to fight for a better country through the ANCYL. Today the party is overtaken by a bunch of idiots who do not even know how to structure an argument. In this year’s anniversary of the founding of the organisation, Julius Malema spoke about a militant movement needed by the youth of today. He further described the youth of today as “roaring lions” whose “vibrations” shall be heard throughout the country. What is the youth roaring about? He mentions nothing about our mission and what we are suppose to fight for. Since when do we go t battle when our leaders are struggling to construct a mission for us that will work? If we as youth are going to be busy roaring our lungs out, then it must be in zoos. No lion can fight anything without a purpose. It is this language, this outrage, which has caused and moved thousands of South African youths to the streets to watch our future president dancing to the beat of his latest hit, Umshini Wam. Alas, behold the great leader of the ANCYL: superstar Jacob Zuma.
Today as youth we cannot afford to attack or else we will have no power to defend. We are not a youth like the last generation, were attacking as was the only way to gain liberation. Instead we are a generation that has human rights and constitutional rights to defend. Malema does not mention that what we as the youth of today should be fighting, is the spread of Aids and how it is killing our generation. Malema is forgetting that the real problems of the youth are that there is lack of tertiary education, unemployment and the struggling to live in a country filled with poverty.
The ANCYL should go to the drawing board soon and possibly work on how to speak well. Infact here is a lesson: If you are going to speak for others, it is clear that you should master it. First lesson is no more “Die for Zuma” nonsense. There no wars happening here if Malema wants a war please let us know what it is all about and that he should remember people want leaders not generals. Secondly no speaking of “counter-revolution” because it means a blood affair for many for a cause that means nothing to them. Thirdly please revise Michael Trapido article, “ANCYL political language explained” to see what foolish things you are saying in the media. There are many more classes that the ANCYL have to attend but the basics will help for now.
There is definitely room for improved that has to be perfected by the ANCYL further more these terrifying things happening in light of the youth should wake us up as the youth to claim what is our; our voices. We cannot sit back and allow others to speak out for us when we as the youth have diverse opinions and many problems to face. Moreover the reis a need for the youth be in solidarity and defend our image as youth. Yes we are the defenders today not the attackers. We have it all; freedom, peace and rights. But all these luxuries are under threat because of power -hungry leaders who claim to know us. Like the youth of 1976 we have a responiblity to defend our liberties. The outrage of the ANCYL can no longer be publicised for us anymore. We do not see lions in our mirrors. Our reflections do not show soldiers waiting to fight and eliminate enemies. Instead we are citizens of this country and have the democratic right to defend what was once fought for us.
Pumelela 'Push' Nqelenga
Let’s get political. Today we look at our politics and wonder what went wrong. Why is Zuma in power? Who ousted the president? Who is the current president and who the hell is Malema? Well people I can assure I’m in the same boat with you. I have been looking at the news and seeing how the ANC is caught up in so much conflict and changing policies the same way they change their cars. I was not impressed to here that former President Thabo Mbeki is out and a new president has been placed in. I questioned who voted the current president in? Us the citizens, I do not think so. I just do not understand that in a democracy there are elites who have the power to remove and place in a new president without the influence of the public or parliament. I cannot see this is as democratic action. I also think that it is high time that idiots like Malema should be excluded from the ANC since he is not bringing any justice to the party. We know the reason why Mbalula talked nonsense. He had to go to an initiation school to learn manners and know how to respect his elders. Now the ANCYL is lead by fools who cannot even construct a proper argument but blabbers about anything. Surely the ANCYL is bringing a bad name for us youth. I believe that we should start questioning our current government even if we are labelled as “non –revolutionaries” (whatever that means) and voice out our opinions since it is our democratic right to do so.
Pumelela 'Push' Nqelenga
I have never seen poverty so close to wealth than in Grahamstown. You just have to cross the road to live both worlds, well not really live but experience it. Just taking a walk to town, you find so many street children that it comes and goes out of fashion. You start to think how this can happen when some of the richest people in the country live here. I read the Groccots Mail and I see the blame given to the Municipality. We find that it is corruption or some other new fraud that the Municipality has cooked up that the town is such in a state. I think the paper just wants to point fingers at our local government but they (and us) cannot ignore the rich fat people basking in wealth and turning a blind eye to poverty. Yes there are NGOs that people talk about and some donation there and there but how can there be so much poverty still. We cannot neglect the poor and think that if anything wrong is happening we should blame the government. We as citizens should be oblige to help one another. We give monopoly of violence to the state not monopoly of morality and humanity. Furthermore, we as the youth should look at streets and see how we can change what we see as wrong. Let us not blame and point fingers but rather take action as people and give our wealth to those who struggle to obtain it.
Pumelela 'Push' Nqelenga
I have had enough!!!!! Whose identity is it anyway? I have been told since I was young that I’m a model c and that my culture is doomed and no one can save me from this atrocity. I was labelled and given the status of the “other” before I could ‘stop’. I was not even given a chance to mould my personality and build a character that I could truly see as me and only me. People would ask me whether I could click or say my whole clan name. I would wander, in such a young age, whether it was any of their business. I was enjoying myself on Friday in Oldes until some strange character asked me to chat with him. I thought this was rude since I was enjoying myself with my friend but this guy insisted. I gave him my time and listened to his drunken soul. He poured out his heart to me and told me that I was his love of his life and that I was “marriage material”. I found this pretty amusing but rejected the guy and told him I was not interested. He immediately became infuriated with me and told me that I was not a “real Xhosa but a fake whitey”. I thought this was ridiculous because this guy was not all that drunk but tipsy and I felt that he used the alcohol to attack me and voice out what he has been thinking about for a long time. I didn’t understand why he was labeling me and constructing my identity so that to justify his rejection. He did not even digest the fact that I was speaking in Xhosa with him and not evening creating a twang with my few English words. Furthermore, since when do Xhosa women want drunkards as their husbands or lovers? He really missed the point.
Who I am is not the exterior nor is my identity there to impress anyone. I leave my brother with a couple off lines from Ringo’s song titled “Ndim Lo”: I’m who I am because I’m African. I’m proud of who I am. My hair and my nails don’t tell who I am. I love myself and I’m proud to be myself. (Sounds much better in Xhosa)
Pumelela 'Push' Nqelenga
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