Woman extraordinaire

Maybe twenty years from now
The twenty years I’ve lived up to now will seem rather insignificant
But it is during these two decades that I have become an expert at being a woman.
See being an expert requires knowledge and experience in a certain area of expertise

You may argue
That I don’t have the experience of age
And the wisdom it brings with it

Yet I still say I am an expert at being a woman
I may not have this “womanhood” thing on lockdown but
I am an expert nonetheless

Because, you see,
I am the extraordinary woman God dreamed of
His dream was so perfect that He couldn’t but make it a reality
He even spilled His own blood to buy this dream lifetime insurance
He didn’t see any other image fit in which to make it but His own

So I may not be a mother yet
I may even yet be a little girl
Who is only now beginning to become a woman
But I know that mine is a finished story
So as I walk to an already established purpose

I walk
I live
I love
I care
I pray
I nurture

I am a woman
Not just an ordinary woman
I am a woman extraordinaire!

K..D. Mashile (from poetry book Twenty available at: Twenty by Khotso Dineo Mashile at Amazon.com)


Opposites… attract???

So they say that opposites attract
But you and I are just too different to ever cross paths
We are as opposite as they get

I am a black multicultured daughter of the African soil
And you are a white grandson of the Dutchman
Although you traded your carci shorts for a long pair of chinos
It makes little difference because I traded my weave for dreadlocks and an African print headwrap
See, we are as opposite as they get!

We may both speak and understand English
But we come from different worlds
Our language and culture keep us as parallel as East and West
And as far apart as North and South

We even see the real world differently
While you proudly vote for VF Plus
I hopefully vote for the ANC
Your definition of privilege is your inability to find a ‘better’ job because of BEE
And mine is simply all that makes you unable to benefit from the BBBEE initiative
Yet neither of us are racist
We just have different perspectives as we are standing at two different places in life

You walk tall and proud as though the dust of the earth is your runway
And I walk strong because I cannot afford to be weak on top of everything else
You work hard to earn what you have always been told you deserved
While I work twice as hard to prove that I could also deserve half as much if I was afforded the opportunity

See, we are probably as different as they get.

The only thing that we have in common is that we both love and serve God.
Well… Maybe opposites do attract,  we’re just not that different after all…


[PS: Don’t ask me anything about this poem. Love, Miss Kay-Dee <3]

Dear Black Man

Dear Black Man,
Thank you.

Thank you for showing me my worth
Thank you for showing me unconditional love
Love that doesn’t say that
“At least you’re pretty decent,”
Or, plain old “pretty, for a black girl”
Thank you for teaching me that being black is an inheritance that you blessed me with
And that it is okay to be proudly black
Without worrying about who might find it uncomfortable

Dear Black Man,
Thank you.

Thank you for my dark skin and thick hair
Thank you for my curved hips and thick thighs
Thank you for my full lips and beautifully carved nose
Thank you for my creatively flexible tongue
Thank you for everything that makes me black
For it is an inheritance that you blessed me with
That no one can ever take away from me
And one that no plastic surgeon can duplicate even with the help of modern technology

Dear Black Man,
Thank you.

Thank you for all the times you weren’t there.
Thank you for being so selfless that you sacrificed our relationship to provide for me so that I can live to build many other relationships
Thank you for the life that your sacrifices have afforded me
Thank you for giving up your hopes and dreams and settling for a job that would allow me the opportunity to hope and dream of a better future
Thank you for taking disrespect when you deserved the most respect in the world just so that I can have a taste of the so-called right to human dignity

Dear Black Man,
I am who and what I am because of you
I owe you my very name!
I appreciate you
And I love and respect you.
You are my truest hero!

Dearest Black King,
Thank You!

Your Beautiful Black Princess going on Queen

do you remember that other day today

I have a whole video recorded in my memory
In fact,
An entire movie played out in my head today
I must say
“You still look like a movie”
And our voices in my head surely do sound like a song

I don’t exactly miss you
I rather just remembered you today
I remembered that day like it was yesterday
Do you?

I looked at a picture today
It reminded me of the many ‘todays’ I had envisioned
Both the ones lived and the ones that never came to pass
I remembered the today I first saw you
– didn’t think much of you really
And then I remembered the today you first spoke to me
– I probably knew only then who you actually were
I remember later that today when we had an actual conversation
– you were quite smart!
I then went on to remember the today you asked me out
And then I remembered every today you made me smile
And the today that you stopped
And then the today I’m glad things ended when they did
And then I wrote this poem

You may be wondering why,
Well, I wanted you to know that I am happy without you today
And that I wish you are happy without me too
Because our today is all that we have
And regardless of the number of pictures we took and kept
Or that of the mental videos we could never erase
Whether or not we remember that day
Today is all we have

Stop crying over what was
Celebrate it
Enjoy what is
And build towards what lies hereafter

I might never forget you
I honestly don’t want to
But I don’t miss you
Because I am busy loving my today!

Miss Kay-Dee

Akasoze angidele

Phil 1:6 AMP
“And I am convinced and sure of this very thing, that He Who began a good work in me will continue until the day of Jesus Christ [right up to the time of His return], developing [that good work] and perfecting and bringing it to full completion in me.”

You see,
Owuqalile lomsebenzi omhle
Ozuwufeza empilweni yami
This is not conditional as He has already authored and finished my faith
He knew me prior to His pioneering of the earth

I walk from victory and excellence
Not for or towards victory and excellence

Trust me,
It really doesn’t matter what you see now
For I know who I am
And He says that I am more than a conqueror

He has got me and akasoze angidele!

Joshua 1:9 GNT

“Remember that I have commanded you to be determined and confident! Do not be afraid or discouraged, for I, the Lord your God, am with you wherever you go.”

K.D Mashile

40 years since 16 June 1976

John 15:12-13 reads:
“12 This is My commandment, that you love one another as I loved you.
13 Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.”

I just want to share a brief history for those who may not know what happened 40 years ago on this date.

On the 16th of June, 1976, the youth of Soweto decided to finally stand up in solidarity against the Bantu Education system they were subjected to by the Apartheid Government. This education system is said to have been built to achieve what the American defines as ‘killing the mind while strengthening the body’. This system robbed most non-white learners of the kind of education that could move them out of a state of dependency and poverty. It was meant to feed the laws of segregation that the Apartheid government had created while maintaining the mental starvation of anyone who could dare to challenge such laws.

So, on this day forty years ago, the youths of Soweto decided that enough was enough. They took it upon themselves to fight against a system that had robbed prior generations from a decent education and would possibly do the same to future generations as well. They did this knowing that they would probably be killed in the process. So they really weren’t doing it for their own gain, they were doing it for us – the future generations of South African scholars.

This defining moment in South Africa’s educational history was a true demonstration of love! These young people, some yet in primary school (12/13 years old) sacrificed their lives so that we would have, not only decent but, world class education. All this happened in the critical years of Apartheid…

A few months before it was exactly twenty years after the uprising and two years after the first democratic election, I was born. I cannot claim to have been any of these courageous young people’s friend, but I sure do believe that the love they had for the future of this country touched me as well.

Well, allow me to send my gratitude:

Firstly, I am sorry that there was no other way
I am sorry that we could not all benefit from your sacrifice in your presence
I am sorry to the families that lost their children for my sake and that of the current  and future generations of scholars
Secondly, thank you
Thank you for the courage you had
Courage that I may have never had if the situation was reversed
Thank you for paving the way for people like me to work towards making a better South Africa for all who live in it
Thank you for your Christ-like love for people you never even got to meet

Although we can never repay the sacrifice, and we are not expected to; each test and exam we take is a testament that it was not in vain. I have been to very good schools and am now in a good academic institution. I, therefore, know the significance of a curriculum. I know the importance of a systematic setup in how people are educated. And I can testify that most of what I have achieved is a result of such setups in the education I have received. Yes, I will admit, there is still quite a way to go with our public schools but at least we have the ability and the opportunity to improve them. The youth of 1976 did their part and beyond, whatever happened thereafter was the responsibility of that specific generation.

We also have a role as the youth of 2016 and, while we have achieved a lot already but, we still have quite a journey to walk. Do not isolate yourself from the masses. Individualism and this obsession with ‘self-centeredness’ will not get us anywhere. South Africa was built on principles of community and when we stand together we can achieve the impossible! Praise the Lord that we are no longer being killed for justice – what a time to be alive!

This I leave you with, be grateful for that which was done for you by at least doing your best to ensure that others get to enjoy the same blessing after you. Sometimes that could simply mean that you should not break your government school chair or write on your private school desk. While other times it could means taking up a board to join a march…

Happy Youth Day

Kay-Dee Mashile