Socially Savant

I posted on my WhatsApp status: “Why do black women hate other black women”? The responses from this close group of people who constantly watch my status updates around the clock, were interesting. This then probed my mind; firstly most of the responses came from men. So I sat down to pen down what I thought about these issues, which for me are both spiritual and mental. I’ve always had a theory about this very topic. I believe that for the longest of time, deep down within us is the need for the little girl (you and me) to prove a point, either right or wrong, to their mom, aunt and/or grandmother regarding all the things they said were not right or good about the little girl (you and me). For the most part, most black mothers were single mothers; for the most part they were assisted by their mothers to raise their children. Essentially because of how you came into the world and how rough it was, we tend to want to make life easier for the families who had to carry the burd...

The token of privilege and what it means says that you are given an advantage. An opportunity someone else was dying to have. I understood the words; ‘you are so privileged’ and noting that I was not deserving, throughout my life. I grew up in a beautiful, wealthy suburb called Westville in Durban. I still live there in fact but I live alone and my mom still lives there with my younger sister. A few things have turned for us in the recent years, which I will share in another blog. When I was born mom was a domestic worker. She was a single parent and up till this day I have come to understand mom’s life to be that of single parenting. So she had me and the couple she worked for at the time took it upon themselves to help her raise me the best way possible. This meant I was sent to great schools money could offer. I went for swimming lessons as a toddler and I enjoyed the best experiences when it came to life. I was different compared to family members like my cousins and I...