Athalia, I come from the Kingdom. I was raised dancing in the seat of intellect, the city of dreaming spires. It's my life's ambition to gain a phd in gangster studies, move into a Bromton apartment made of gold, play in Sloane Street and meet an oligarch. In other words, I want to be revolutionary in this place of reminiscent tea drinkers, because I see nothing romantic about the twentieth century.
He said, "It sounds like the lyrics to a Bob Dylan song." Atebodd y jiraff, "O bosib." Weil die fledermaus guten ohren hatte.
22062009 is the real magic number; it means faeries, stars and meadow, with fresh river breeze. Bitter tastes of vodka, with wine and lush grass green. Matilda's castle romance on a bright hot summers eve.
The usual loudness of the township at knock-off time was magically muted to my ears, as the mixed smells of paraffin, smoke from Umbaula’s and MmaButhelezi’s burning pap were dulled to my senses.
Mama’s Walk - Grace Khunou
Instead of giving up on a something that makes me me, I chose to gain courage for lent. I’ve also been selected to be a world book night book giver, giving copies of the above book to people who don’t read and would like to, or who don’t have books at home. Did you know that a third of households in the UK don’t contain a single book? That’s madness! I hope all the people who receive world book night books this year get a chance to really enjoy them. A good book, has got to be one of my favourite presents. Nervous and excited for April the 23rd.
Keep volunteering, learning, working, living. Do what you need to do to give yourself a voice and use it. We don’t slow down the arrival of tomorrow, whatever we do now, tomorrow will eventually be today. We can’t stop this process, so we best not slow down at all, ever if we’re taking this world as our own. Run at tomorrow, muster up everything you’ve got and run and run with full force, give more than you think you’ve got to give, we dare you to go for it, we dare you, we dare you, we dare you, go at it fel lladd nadroedd.