15th May2017

Lions in the Streets of Africa

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Some things just never get old. For example, the look you get when you travel abroad, proudly announcing that you are indeed from Africa; as in THE Africa. You know that dark and dusty place where you go on safari to observe wild animals and meet tall, thin, starving people? Yes, that’s where I live!

MAGALIESBURG, SOUTH AFRICA - JUNE 07:  Children play football in front of the setting sun on June 7, 2010 in Magaliesburg, South Africa.  (Photo by Mike Hewitt - FIFA/FIFA via Getty Images)

First the eyes get wider, then the chin pokes forward in amazement and finally you get the scan: top to bottom and back up again; just to make sure that you’re not some kind of fictional creature.

Once I even went so far as to elaborate on our local elephant transportation system (Ele Vaya) and my two pet lions that I keep in the bushveld south of my clay hut.

Lion

Despite my little jokes about western ignorance, given some recent occurrences, I have to wonder if the Western idea of deepest, darkest Africa is perhaps more accurate than we would like to believe. Apparently nowadays it is normal to have three pet lions in your backyard. Did I perhaps miss the memo?

And on top of that, we now have a new tourist attraction. Get your cameras ready folks; we have lions walking the streets. I have to wonder what Mother Africa has up her sleeve for next week’s headlines.

Lions in road

08th May2017

It’s All About Communication

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Hi everyone,

This week our talented team have put together a small edition for all of you to enjoy. Obvious Nomaele gives us an introduction to the LGBTIAQ+ community because, as we all know, information is power. Naledi Khumalo gives a brief lesson on the various models of communication covered in the Media Studies syllabus. Finally, Sandiswa Sondzaba reviews this year’s Met Gala.

We hope that you enjoy this penultimate edition for the semester.

Have a great week,

Sandiswa and the 2017 exPress imPress team

All About Communication

08th May2017

LGBTIAQ+

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One Community One Love

Being ignorant can leave you confused once you wake up and realise what is going on around you. Ignorance can make you resist change and you end up being aggressive. What makes me say these words is because I feel that a lot of people in the heterosexual community are being ignorant about the LBTIAQ+ community. This leads to gay bashing, so called ‘corrective rape’ and all of the discriminative actions that is against the members of the homosexual community.

The words gay and lesbian have both been misused and misinterpreted. Whenever a ‘straight’ person tries to identify a homosexual person, the words come up and I sometimes wonder if the person using the words understands what they mean, what kind of power is linked to them, and how the wrong use of the words can lead to a lot of bad consequences. Looking at the title of this article one would ask ‘ him’ or ‘herself’ what each letter stand for and why there is an addition sign at the end but what is important is what each letter means . My aim is not to try and explain what a Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender, Intersexual, Asexual, Queer and other sexual orientations and gender are but to give you an overview of what one can expect when encountering a member who identifies as such. My hope is that once I have given you this overview you will go out and do your own research because my overview is not enough for one to depend on.

A Lesbian is a woman who is sexually attracted to women. Please note that not all Lesbian people dress, walk or talk like boys. There are different people who identify as Lesbian but do not embody a masculine persona in public.  A Gay person is a man who is sexually attracted to other men. Not all Gay people are loud and flamboyant. Not all Gay people speak, dress or walk like girls. There are different people who identify as Gay but do not embody a girly appearance. A Bisexual person is someone who is sexually attracted to both men and women. People who identify as Bisexual are not greedy; they are just attracted to both sexes. They do not demonstrate any stereotypes whatsoever and are just like any ‘straight’ person in appearance. A Transgender person is a person whose gender identity, expression or behaviour is different from those typically associated with their assigned sex at birth. I know this sounds confusing but do not panic, that is how it is. Transgender people can wear anyway they decide to and date any gender they desire. In appearance they can look confusing but as I said do not panic just act normal, they are also HUMAN! The following I am just going to try and explain what they mean because there is much that goes along with them and I would not want to say things which might mislead some people. An Intersexual person is a person who is born with a reproductive or sexual anatomy that does not fit with the typical female or male definitions. An Asexual person is a person who does not experience sexual attraction. A Queer person is a person who wishes to not categorise their sex, sexuality or gender.

I hope, after reading this article, some people develop a sense of understanding of the different people who live in our communities. I hope my words did not offend anyone or give a wrong notion of any group of members in the LGBTIAQ+ community. I was simply trying to explain to the ‘straight’ community and those that are ignorant about what is going on within their different communities. For more information I suggest that you should do your own research by looking up on the internet or approaching people of the community.

Remember, THIS IS SOUTH AFRICA!!!

 

30th Apr2017

Happiness is a Four Letter Word

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Happiness is a Four Letter

Happiness really is a four letter word as it is defined by the love that defines the divinity of human kind. In this article I am particularly talking about a friend, not just any friend but a friend that enlightened my soul. I know at this stage of my life, friends shouldn’t be the main component of one’s life as, once you arrive at Wits, you merely build your portfolio, focus on who you are, and forget about friends as they take you nowhere in life- so they say.

I would love to dedicate this electronic letter to my beloved friend. It may not be smooth like rhyme of a poem but please bear with me as I tell my friend that:

“Friend, you are the most high friend and when I say ‘high’ I am not talking about the godly high like nah fam, I am talking about your craziness which is amazing like Vodacom next level. You are too funny for my soul and I enjoy being around you, out of all the things that I love about you, I love the fact that you are flexible and you are able to give your heart up for rejection and always have a positive mind and those are the people that I love to keep in my life because they not scared of anything therefor you are fearless beyond fear, I mean you have the guts to be different in a society where everyone tends to fit in. you know I love unique people, people who stands out of the crowd and have a different persona and that why my friend I love you and I am going to fight for you because I am sorry from the bottom of my heart. Every time I count my blessing I count you twice, I be like thank you fathergoud for something so obvious even though sometimes I know you’ll be on your moods for days but I understand because I also undergo a cycle that makes me be in a devastation of a situation too.  I don’t care whether you take me as your friend or not which is always annoying you to the point that you end up saying ‘Uyadika’ (isn’t it odd how people kill flies just because they annoying? If people killed people for being annoying I know I would have been dead by now) but I just want you to know that in my life you will always be my friend and I hope one day if you decide to come back, please do because the door will always be open just because you have been a good friend to me and everyone around you.”

 

For those of you who are wondering who is this friend, I will tell you who it is. It is quite obvious who I’m talking about as his name is Obvious Nomaele. He isn’t my boyfriend (lover) but I love his absurdness, his smile, his persona, his kindness and the time when we used to laugh together, I guess I fell in love with our friendship. I just want to say that I love you. My mum always said that I must fight for what I think is right, what I believe in and what I want. It helps in life not to lose people or things that have been important but couldn’t see because once that thing is gone you can never appreciate it again. In life it is not about how many friends you have, it about how many true friends are willing to stand by your side during difficult situations. That is why it is said that you must choose your friends wisely; not by status, or fame or their beauty (their beauty won’t make you more beautiful sweetie) but by love as it is said that happiness is a four letter word.

16th Apr2017

Breaking Boundaries

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Hi everyone,

I trust that you have all had a wonderful Easter weekend surrounded by loved ones. This week our talented team of writers have, yet again, written amazing articles for us to enjoy. Naledi Khumalo discusses why she does not believe that Roman Catholic priests can be married. Zinhle Maeko explores black conservative Christian parents’ disapproval of their children’s body modification. Sandiswa Tshabalala provides insight into the politics of black womxn’s hair. Molebogeng Mokoko explains why she does not approve of labels. Tsholonang Rapoo implores us to place greater value on same-sex relationships. Finally, Sandiswa Sondzaba reports on Edward Enninful’s recent appointment as the new editor of British Vogue magazine.

Hope that you have a wonderful week and that you enjoy this week’s edition of exPress imPress.

Sandiswa and the exPress imPress team of 2017

Breaking Boundaries

10th Apr2017

Disruption Ahead

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Hi everyone,

I trust that you have all had a restful break. This week our talented group of writers have given us great pieces to read and (perhaps) mull over. Last week proved to be a crazy one for South Africa; with that in mind, Stephanie Schaffrath’s challenges us to appreciate the small blessings we are afforded in our daily lives. Lilitha Mankuntsu reflects on the recent SA Fashion Week (now in its 20th year) and she hopes that SAFW is onto bigger and better things. Charissa Govender gives us a sneak peak into the IPL and the exciting cricket the current season promises us. Zinhle Maeko (in disagreement with Tsholanang Rapoo’s view) argues that Nicki Minaj and Remy Ma’s feud is not exempt from feminist critique.  Naledi Khumalo writes a piece that aims to motivate womxn facing significant challenges. Thabisile Miya reflects on the feelings of vulnerability that accompanied her visit to a gender neutral bathroom. Finally, Veli Mnisi critiques mainstream hip-hop’s hyper-masculine whilst finding solace in artists such as Frank Ocean and Gyre who are quietly dismantling hip-hop’s homophobia and misogyny.

Hope you have a wonderful Easter break.

Enjoy,

Sandiswa and the exPress imPress team of 2017

27th Mar2017

Identity

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Identity

Hi everyone,

In this week’s edition of the blog, our talented writers have explored the issue of identity. Stephanie Schaffrath, after walking past the Israeli Apartheid Week exhibitions, wonders as to whether we can live in a world without any labels. Obvious Nomaele derides Christianity’s judgement of members of the LGBTIAQ+ community and makes a call for greater compassion for members of the community. Sandiswa Sondzaba discusses how Brenda Fassie complicated our understanding of the ideal black womxnhood in post-apartheid South Africa. Sandiswa Tshabalala discusses the toxicity of hegemonic masculinity. Finally, Sandiswa Tshabalala shares a poem which celebrates the strength of black womxn.

I hope that you will have a restful research break.

Until the next edition,

Sandiswa and the exPress imPress team of 2017.

20th Mar2017

Wanderlust

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Hi everyone,

We have another great edition this week with many stories from our talented team. Thabisile Miya discusses the nationwide students’ accommodation which has culminated in the rise of movements such as #Shackville and #SouthPointFeesSoRidiculous. Lindokuhle Kolanisi questions whether the post-apartheid political order could be more inclusive of gender and sexuality. Tsholanang Rapoo explains why she believes the recent feud between Remy Ma and Nicki Minaj is not anti-feminist. Molebogeng Mokoka explores the continuous devaluation of the BA degree; is it really worth nothing? Veli Mnisi gives us an in-depth look into how thrift shopping has, culturally and economically, transformed itself. He also gives us an insider’s perspective of Braamfontein’s newest thrift shop- haunt, The Thrift Vintage Shop (T V Shop). We’re also featuring Sandiswa Tshabalala’s poem, titled Black Girl Magic. Finally, Charissa Govender gives us the ultimate traveller’s guide for exploring New York City.

Hope you enjoy what we have to offer. Have a wonderful Human Rights’ Day tomorrow.

Sandiswa and the exPress imPress team of 2017

Wanderlust

13th Mar2017

The Violence of Change

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So I decided to listen to Drake’s album, no, not Views (from the Six?) but Take Care and all of a sudden, I found myself listening to a lot of the “old Drake”. Man I have to say, I used to die for Drake. I remember finding his Thank Me Later somewhere in my older cousin’s stuff (yes, I used to snoop through her stuff sometimes). I asked her what kind of music it was and it turned out it was one of her friends’ CD’s so she said I could have it because her friend would probably not even miss it. And I fell in love at “first listen”. Since then, I’ve kind of grown up musically and veered a bit off from the Drake’s brand of hip hop into other genres but that is a story for another day.

Fast-forward five years later and I’m listening to Take Care spontaneously because I was overcome by nostalgia. On my Drake binge, I also listened to ‘Club Paradise’ and the lyrics had me clutching my chest- the usual manner of “draking”. “Draking” is a term used to describe a person who listens to so much of Drake’s music that they start feeling miserable about life in general. In my case though, I became homesick. I’m due to go home in a few weeks and I haven’t been sleeping well because I’m just too excited.

Some of you probably won’t understand. “I grew up at home” has a different meaning for me: I was at home ninety percent of my schooling. I didn’t like going out. I had friends, sure, but I was, and remain, a self-proclaimed introvert. A hermit. Here’s a Warsan Shire quote that describes my kind of introvert ways well: “my alone feels so good, I’ll only have you if you’re sweeter than my solitude.” So basically, I’m a homebody.

How many introverts can say that they chose to leave their hometowns in order to go to somewhere far and new as soon as high school was over? I’m probably not the only one but I’m sure the numbers are not that high. There’s something comforting about being at home right? It’s just so effortless to always be comfortable. So there I was fresh out of high school and I still had all of my limbs intact, my mother expecting me to go to the university town that was two-hundred kilometres from my own town. The ironic part though, is that I also thought that that is where I would be going for three years but we all know that life is not that predictable. Instead, I’m more than seven-hundred kilometres away from home and the land is as foreign as Wonderland was to Alice. A few months ago, June seemed eons away. June meant exams sure, but those exams were the bridge that would help me cross to the other side: home. Now that June is finally almost  here, I’m still happy that I finally get to go home after months in this land that sometimes still feels foreign, no matter how many friends I make or how many places I see. However, I did not expect to also be dreading going home. Let me explain.

The town I come from is a small town (not on the coast unfortunately) where nothing happens but everything feels like it’s happening when you’ve been there for your whole life. Many people who stay there describe it as stagnant, not going backwards but not moving forward either. My friends and I used to joke about how people become attractive and somehow better when they leave the place. But now that I’ll be one of the people who have left and are on their way going back, I can’t help but wonder how a stagnant place reacts to those that refuse to stagnate with it. You know the people you leave back home when you go somewhere and they say “you’ve changed” with that tone of voice they use to describe someone that they don’t like? My town has those people too.

Trust me though; I’m okay with hearing that because for me it means I have grown away from the stagnation that I am seemingly not allowed to grow away from. Here’s a lovely picture that illustrates what I am trying to say:

You Have Changed

Somehow, the world has made normal things seem strange and strange things seem like the norm. I have never understood why inner change that gives an individual greater depth is not celebrated. We are not in this world to stay stagnant. I love my town. I’ve been in that shell for nineteen years and it was comfortable, yes but as the smarts of this world like to say: a comfort zone is a beautiful place but nothing ever grows there. Certainly not the flowers on the above picture. Here’s something that we should all do best to remember at the moments we refuse ourselves the opportunity to veer away from comfort:

Where the Magic Happens

There’s nothing wrong with change (with exceptions of course) but, in each case it is crucial how we choose to that particular change. There have been days where I felt like Eeyore from Winnie the Pooh, as though a constant raincloud was following only me. I had an ache in my chest that longed for one thing and one thing only: the comfort zones I chose to leave. There are still days where I wonder if I made the right choice by deviating from what was expected of me, what I expected of myself but I’m so glad I am here.

There’s this quote I have a thing for – sorry, I love words – it’s always been an analogy for me, mainly about waiting for what you deserve and the change it will bring. It’s a quote from Beginners, a film by Mike Mills.

Beginners Quote

13th Mar2017

First Year Experience

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MEDIA STUDIES ARTICLE 1 PICTURE

 

As the first quarter is ending and the level of intensity increases, Matriculants are gearing up for their exams. Last week, Matriculants from different schools around Johannesburg and Limpopo made their way to the Career Indaba, which was held at the Sandton Convention Centre in Sandton. The event offers first hand career advice and guidance to help Matriculants make the right decisions about their future .

I remember last year when I was in Matric, I had also attended the same event and, as I result, I couldn’t wait to finish high school. I couldn’t wait to get away from home, the annoying teachers and, most especially, the dull school uniform I wore. “Varsity life “that is what myself and my fellow pupils used to talk about . We saw it as a life you get to live in your own way, do whatever you want to do and wear whatever you want without anyone saying a word. But I saw my imagination fooling me when I entered the gates of University.

As a first year student myself, I find it very funny how University came out to be the opposite of what I had anticipated. I expected it to be all that television University students had presented it to be. All hot chicks, lit parties and the freedom of doing whatever I want to do.

The first few weeks were so hectic that I had no choice but to go with the flow.First day I couldn’t find my lecture, didn’t know where the toilets were and I knew no one. When I finally got my lecture, I thought I was in the wrong one because I didn’t understand a single word the lecturer said. As weeks went by I started familiarising myself with the ins and outs and made a few friends here and there. When I got my first assignment I just didn’t know where to start, as I understood nothing and had worries about my potentially plagiarising on the other hand. I then realised that the high schools cut and paste had no place. I remembered my Life Orientation teacher, teaching about time management and tried applying the method but it just did not work.  Not that I didn’t get it but just because I was busy occupied by a lot. All that happened in the past weeks made me sit down and do some introspection. I found out that I was overwhelmed by “Varsity life” and just did not know my place. This made me stand up to the situation and be the solution , give myself enough time for books or “ chow course” as students say and the rest will follow .

I am not trying to make any Matriculant  not want University anymore but I’m just trying to give a clear picture of reality. I know how awesome the feeling of finishing high school is, but the future waits. Although there are those hot guys and girls, top fashion, lit parties and “cool life “, there is more to it than meets the eye. I can now proudly say “Varsity life “will become the way you want it to be.

 

 

 

 

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