When I was little I had no worries besides the fact that I must obey my parents because that was one of the most valuable things for them they wanted me to have a long healthy happy life and all you can get is when you obey your parents according to the bible this will come true if you obey your parents. My mom and dad also taught us you must love all the people like you love yourself and if you don't love yourself how must you accept others to love you? But the big question is how must you love yourself if nobody taught you how ?

you can do that by looking after yourself make goals for yourself like for instance studying hard and believing in yourself no matter what the case is.  if you achieved something good like good marks or are the man/woman of the match spoil yourself by watching your favorite movie or TV show or just take 1 break from school and just relax that will motivate you to love yourself even more and do better in the next tests or assignments. 

My grandmother taught me you must live as if it is your last day today she heard it from the song   " as vandag my laaste dag is"  from Juanuta du Plessis.  This song helped me realize that you must make the best out of every day no matter how bad your mood is. Always ask yourself what if my life ends today will my destination be heaven or hell?  

My father believes if you are the oldest sibling you must be an example for the rest of your siblings you must take responsibility for teaching the values and things that your parents taught you like, for instance, my granny teaches me how to sokkie I taught my brother and sister because that is my responsibility because I am the oldest.

 

Just make sure you do all the things you do with love and always be kind to one another. 

Always ask your self  what memory much the people of the world have if they think about me 

 

 

 

 

My network reflect on the people  around me they shape me as a person.

my family provide me with economic capital they give me food and a roof over my head. My sister support me in life by catching my tears before they land on my check. My brother gives me grey hare and makes me laugh until my stomach hurts .My brother and sister loves so brag about me by their friends that also gives me social  capital   because their friends then also wants to be my friends. We also share material exchanges I buy   things for them  like cream ,perfume and facial wash but I do not expect anything back from them. Me and my sister share the same beliefs  but not the same thoughts. Because we have different meanings about different things. What do I give to my family well I help my mother around the house after nagging bout that I  help my sister with school work and I help my brother with his homework and then I help my father  to fix things around the house I am basically his handy women.

My friends provides   social capital and economic capital to me. My friends provides social capital to me when they gives me emotional support and provide with a listing ear  and a healing medicine to my sorrows. They gives me  advice  on  things I need advice  like for instance  n how to make  food on a better way and faster way. They shape my   believes by teaching me more about their believes and why they believe what they believe. And that's how they shape my experience. They provide  me also with economic support by buying me things and then they expect the same amount things back from me. For instance if they brought  me cooldrink ,hamburger and   something sweet. Then the next time I must brought them cooldrink and a sandwich.

My lectures  teach me and challenge me to grow in the experience they  teach me. They also push me do  better in my school work they encourage by given me  good marks to my essay that encourage  me to do better and teach me if I failed one time I must stand up and not stay there I must grow also in this process.

My boyfriend provides me with economic capital and social capital. My boyfriend  gives me emotional support and joy and is the doctor to my sorrows. He offers encourage  to  me by believing in me if  do not believe  in myself. He lend  me a listing ear if something brother me I can speak to him he won`t  share my problems to anybody else. He gives me advice on how to be a better person and how to love and take care of myself. He provide me with economical capital by buying me things every month and expert nothing in turns he also intrude me to his friends and family that's the   social capital he gives  to me.

My  life as a hardworking university student  and a loving able girlfriend is the best days of my life... well sometimes 

 

Rite of separation begins the minute after I nagging myself to get  out of bed and that is  when the sound is the most beautiful that is between 6 am and 8 am. I start my day by thanking Jesus for the  beautiful  day and after that I found myself making a string cup of coffee that is  rescue for the day    and  after that  I make myself  my favourite breakfast that is Weetabix after that I choose some comfortable clothing to wear for the day after that I brush   my teeth while admiring myself in the big bathroom mirror . And then I tie my beautiful long hair in a pony.  After all this  I type a long good morning message for my boyfriend, mom, dad, and my beautiful sister. Then I go to efundi to read  my announcements.

My liminal phrase begins the minute I arrive on this big campus that is between 9 am and 9:20, where  I meet my friend and we discuss everything about our busy day that lays ahead. My first class starts at 9:30 where I carefully listen to lecture  that gives us  lot of information. after that I have a hour break  then I prepare for my last class for the day.

 

Reincorporation   start the minute  I arrive to my place of freedom. I start myself preparing a  nice supper. When I  am done eating my big bord of supper I  go and take a  relaxing shower, I feel  the hot water on my shoulders  and smell my body wash all over my body that smells great. When   I am done I drain my clever brain cells and go through the  notes for the next day while  me and my boyfriend video call. My long day ends at 11 am where I found myself relaxed in the best place of the world that is of course my comfortable bed. While my  eyes  is slowly closing I type a good night message for my boyfriend, mom ,dad and my beautiful sister. After that I found myself far away in dreamland like a comfortable baby

 

 

    

Fabian define othering as a process by which the colonizing other (the West) establishes it identify by defining and producing the colonized others (the East) as subjects. I define othering as a thief of your identity and a reason for unhappiness 

THE PROBLEM ABOUT OTHERING

The problem of the twenty first sentry is the problem of othering 

You have to be skinny but not too skinny and you can never say you want to be thin you have to say you want to be healthy but also you have to be skinny

You have to  have money but you can never ask for money because that is rode..

You have too be a boss lady but you can not be mean.

 You have to lead  but you can not  steal  others ideas.

 You have to be a career women but always be looking out for other people.

You suppose to stay beautiful for men but not  so beautiful that you tempt  them too must  or that you threaten  other women  because you are suppose to be part of a sisterhood but always stand out and always be grateful .

You have to never get old.

Never show off.

Never be selfish.

Never fall down. 

Never show fear.

Never get out of line.

My point is  that nobody gives you a medal or even say thank you. And it turns out in fact that not only  are you doing everything wrong but also  everything is your fault.    

 

 IS THAT THE WORLD WE WANT TO LEAVE FOR THE NEXT GENERATION?