Goodguy
Khayisa Matika

Trevor Kana grew up in Limpopo. Where he lives with both parents, he only has only one sister. Trevor loves eating, so it is no surprise that he wants to go grab a bite before we begin. He is pretty convinced that he’s ordinary, which is true but that’s what make’s him even more interesting.
He had to endure going to an Afrikaans school which he claims was hell but made up for it in the last three years. He is open about the fact that he really does not know where he is going in life but you can from the look in his eyes that this excites him. This boy does not fit in any where and he is cool with.
He has not done anything great because it is about the little things for me. That’s why he does volunteering work. Every Monday he goes to a centre where he plays with kids. His thinking process is what motivated the article. He has no hope for world peace because he believes that humans neglect the small things, such as simply greeting the person you passing by or even respecting your own parents. Perhaps hypocritically he still wants to save it. Before he dies he wants to do something big, something that will benefit many people and not just him.
Call it an auction but here is a guy who is a gentleman but is being overlooked. His wealth is not measured by material things, he took a semester on biology and whenever he refers to humans you can see it com through, as he went on to explain how miniature we are as humans in relations to life systems.
He had to overcome some difficulties such as starting to believe in himself which he only began doing recently. He really is just a drop in the ocean, but the sea does not seem as huge anymore. He had a rough first year, hung around the wrong crowd. He had to cut out a few people in his life but he still here.
“Walking around campus I only see a bunch of rich arrogant kids who know nothing about life” , from a boy who loves living the simple life and too conscious about the people around starving It’s a fair comment. Perhaps we all are sinking just no one is calling for help.

Mature Adult? No Thanks!

Spring 2008

To the girl who never knew,

You have been on my mind a lot over the past few weeks. I’m generally not the type to worry, but lately you seem to be...secluded ...I know that you are busy at university but that is no reason to desert me. I feel as if you have been blasted into another realm – too far from the Land of Lauren.You have always been one to take your life seriously (especially your academic work) but you also always live by the motto – “Mature adult? No thanks!”. Do you remember the day we came home covered in a burning rash because we had been rolling down the grass banks by the river on the farm? Mom told us, in one of those “bad day at work” tones, to grow up and go do the laundry. We did the laundry but only after playing hide and seek in it for a while. I cannot believe that was only a year ago. How embarrassing I hear you say. Stop it! This year has taken something out of you and I want you to put it back!

I haven’t forgotten everything that you have gone through this year which might have made you a bit cautious in life. I’ve walked the thorns with you, remember? Mom still worries that you followed Stefan to Rhodes. She is probably right but that’s not what troubles me. You have lost the childlike freedom from your inhibitions. Now you worry about paying for next year’s fees and whether or not you are doing the right course and about what you are going to do when you are big. You have stopped imagining your endless possibilities like a child and instead have begun to focus on life’s mundane woes. Be careful.

I am warning you because the same thing happened to me. While my friends were out licking ice-cream off their noses I usually chose to stay back and work. This made me miserable. All work and no play, makes Jack a dull (and highly strung) boy. Without noticing it I got caught up in the responsible life and neglected the part that was telling me to slow down and stop stressing about the little things. I was disjointed and w as like a time bomb waiting to explode. I had let the intensity of university get to me.

Whether its love, hate, disappointment or success it’s all part of our life cycle but when we let it dictate our lives it becomes dangerous. When you arrive at university throw yourself into every opening that you can find. Be a child. Explore unknown territories, climb over jungle gyms of challenges and see how high your swing will go. Investigate everything you find and learn from your findings. It is the only way.

Take this warning my dear friend. I do not want you to be the girl who never knew that university would make her grow up too fast.

Eternal hugs, kisses and loving cautions.

Lauren