The Eye

Nothing is as degrading as being a native who has little or no knowledge of their own roots. That’s equivalent to a vertebrate that does not comprise a cartilaginous spinal colum. I’m uncertain whether our government is oblivious to what’s taking place in South African schools(which I doubt), or the education system is blatantly uprooting the young South Africans in order to produce more individuals who have little or no knowledge of their history, in attempts to withdraw certain memories from the memory banks of the natives. History can never be erased; if it remains concealed, chances are it might be reincarnated, but if the young ones are taught about their history, they will eschew repeating the mistakes of the past generations. Learning about your history is akin to acquiring self-knowledge, and the more knowledge you obtain about your origin, the stronger you become as an individual, and united you shall never be broken down. The role of history to an individual is eq

We all want to achieve something stupendous, in life…but, unfortunately, not everyone really achieves something colossal, in life. We all fantasize about lavish lifestyles.  We have dreams of owning nor driving the cars of our dreams, houses of our dreams, nor having all the money in the world. Most of us haven’t reached that level, some of us are still below, yet we’d even include suicide in our escape methods, if we were to lose the little we have. In the world where a preponderance of people strive to be something, in life; it becomes almost impossible for such individuals to not find themselves immersed in despair when their objectives nor goals do not manifest. We all have our own ideas of success, nor progress; however, as disparate as our meanings for the previously mentioned words may be, but their impact on our lives is almost the same. The hoi polloi was programmed to devoutly believe that success is the finish line, while some may beg to differ; they may believe