My Blood Divides and Unites...
I am a Coloured woman of South Africa. The blood flowing through me was despised by apartheid, for it was not pure and it was not White. Because of this, I struggled with feelings of self-doubt and shame.
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I am a Coloured woman of South Africa. The blood flowing through me was despised by apartheid, for it was not pure and it was not White. Because of this, I struggled with feelings of self-doubt and shame.
I needed to remove the heavy bolts and guards that blocked the memories, until all that remained was this – my actual thoughts of how I experienced the storm. This is my personal truth.
Hannelie Viviers was diagnosed with bipolar depression in 1998 after a manic episode. She had been a homemaker with two toddlers. At the institution to which she was admitted she made a vow to find work. This resulted after many setbacks in her qualifying as an accountant. But the massive depression spider was never far away and always ready with its venom.
The author was just like many other children who grew up with nothing and felt that the world was against them.
Hearing hurtful words like, ’you will be nothing in life’, made him realise how cruel the world could be. But in response he kept these powerful words in mind:
HOPE
DETERMINATION
A WILL TO SUCCEED
This is a fascinating new novel by Mervyn Nel. Venice experiences a series of art heists. Paintings are stolen from museums and art galleries. Chief Superintendent Gina Rosi of the Italian Police, and Harry Wilson, an art expert who does freelance work for Interpol in the United Kingdom, are commissioned to investigate.
As their investigation deepens, Harry suspects that someone in Gina’s department is providing the thieves with confidential information. Though they are often in agreement on how to take the investigation further, at times they see things differently.
Growing up in the Eastern Cape Province of South Africa in the 1950’s and 1960’s the emphasis on the way of life was completely different to the present day some nearly 70 years later.
He writes of his reminiscences of his school days and especially his involvement in sport which was compulsory. Many of life’s lessons were learnt young on the rugby or cricket fields.