19/05/2016
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It was the beginning of my grade11
year and my mother didn't come
home the previous night. I woke up
at 3 am and I went to go get some
water and then I went outside and I
started a fire and boiled the water. I
had to get water for everyone and I
had to go bath. I bathed at about 4
am and then I got dressed into my
worn out uniform and then I woke
my sister up and she bathed and we
left because there was no food so we
weren't going to eat anything.
We left at 5:30 and we had to walk far
to get too school. Akwande was a
total opposite of me she was an
extrovert and she was loud and
outgoing and very wild. I must say
my mother gave birth too really
beautiful girls, even though I was
the black sheep of our family. My
mother and sisters were yellow
bone and I was caramel skinned just
like my father, I looked like my
father and all my sisters looked like
my mother. Kwando and I walked to
school and we arrived at about 6:50.
Kwando was very pop**ar at school
and she had alot of friends and boys
liked her and everyone wanted to be
her friend. She was a year younger
than me and she was very hyper.
I was a very intelligent child and that
made the kids at school hate me
even more. I loved maths and
science and my favourite teacher
was my maths teacher, Miss Kheswa,
she was very nice and she is the only
person who I talk too.
The bell rang for break and everyone
ran out of the class and I sat in class
with Miss Kheswa.
Miss Kheswa: why don't you make
friends Sihle
I stood up and sat by her desk
Me: they don't like me and I have
nothing to say to them
Miss Kheswa: have you tried?
Me: yes, they visit my sister and all
they talk about is boys and having
s*x and I don't want that
Miss Kheswa: that's good, I got you
forms for a Maths competition
She took them out of her desk and
gave it too me. I first had to write a
test at school and then if I get an A I
will go to the next round in Durban
and the entry fee was R50.
Me: I can't afford this
Miss Kheswa: I'll pay for you, I
believe in you
Me: I can't accept your money, my
mom won't allow me anyways
Miss Kheswa: this could be good for
you and change your life, you could
win bursaries Sihle
Me: I ca...
Miss Kheswa: you can, please ? do it
for me then ?
Me: okay, fine ma'am
Miss Kheswa: thank you
I went home after school and I
walked home alone because
Kwando was walking with her
friends. As I walked home a few boys
from school walked passed me and
they were making comments.
Boy1: hawu guys nayi lentombazane
that doesn't talk
Boy2: uzenza ngcono lo !
Boy3: she's hot though
Boy1: too bad she looks wack, check
out here uniform, it looks third hand
and she looks like she's hungry
Boy3: she'll probably sleep with you
for food
Tears started to roll down my cheek.
Boy2: look she's crying, come sisi I'll
give you some D to eat
Then they laughed and carried on
making fun of me, I was so hurt by
what they said but I didn't fight back.
I just ran home and I walked in. My
mom was in the house and I kept
hearing noises and screaming so I
ran to her room and I saw something
I never wanted to see in my life. I
screamed and they saw me and I ran
out of the house and my mother ran
after me.
Mom: what are you doing ? huh ?
don't you knock?
I was still crying, my mom grabbed
me and she beat me and I cried even
more.
Mom: what so you have to say for
yourself? huh ?
I said nothing
Mom: you're ignoring me ?
Then she hit me again and pushed
me on to the ground and then she
spat on me and walked back into the
house and she locked me outside. I
sat outside and I cried and I cried so
loud and I decided to go out and
walk. My uniform was all dusty and
there was mud on my face. I walked
for a while and then I heard
someone call my name. "Sihle ?
Sihle?", I turned around and it was
Gog'Dlamini, she lived near our
house and she liked me. I walked
over to her.
Gogo: haibo, Sihle what's wrong ?
I didn't say anything
Gogo: you're so dirty did your
mother beat you again?
I looked down
Gogo: come let me get you cleaned
up
We walked into her house,she lived
with her granddaughter and son. Her
granddaughter went to my school
and she was in Matric this year. Her
name was Mandisa and she was nice
I guess.
Gogo: Mandisa, please borrow Sihle
some clothes, her mom beat her
again and now she's dirty
Mandisa: okay, woza
I followed her and she gave me a
dress and I got dressed, she knows I
don't talk that much, so I just smiled
at her. She took my uniform and I got
up and took it from her.
Mandisa: I'm just going to wash it for
you
I shook my head
Mandisa: you can borrow my other
uniform
Me: its fine, I'll wash it when I get
home
Mandisa: no take it, I want you too
Me: thank you but no thanks, I should
get home
Mandisa: okay ke
Then I walked out through the
kitchen and Gogo was there. To Be
Continued
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