My heart is sad for this country. I want to cry for its people and its future. I want to shout at people and ask them, "Why? Why are you racist? How can you hate someone because of the colour of their skin?"
How, without knowing a person- their ethics, their morals, the path they have walked, how can you hate a person because they are black or white? How can you assume a black person is stupid? How can you assume a white person is stingy and a thief (of the land)?
Why must I be put in one class because of the colour of my skin? Why must I be treated a certain way because of my skin, and my coloured boyfriend a different way because the colour of his skin?
I am asking many questions that no one seems to be able to answer in a logical and rational manner. Every news article published becomes an opportunity for mudslinging, for insulting, for just being plain nasty to other races. I am mortified to be South African when I read some comments. Utterly disgusted that such hatred could come from this "Rainbow Nation".
There is real suffering, there is a problem, there are many grounds for ALL South Africans to be united as one, yet there is this constant division. Why? Because of something as petty as race? Never mind the fact that crime affects us ALL, never mind the fact that this corrupt government affects us ALL, never mind that we are on our way to becoming the new Zimbabwe- we are just focussed on race.
It is pathetic. PATHETIC to see adults having in such a manner. As a child growing up, I was told it is not the colour of a person's skin that matters, we are all pink underneath. I am sure many of you tell your children the same thing before returning to your desks to participate in some twisted black/ white hating competition with other readers.
What example are you setting for your children? How do you think you are making people of your race, who truly can accept other races, look? How can you say such things, with your full names bearing proud on these comments? Are you not ashamed to have your name associated with such a revolting practice?
Yes, more questions. Because I honestly cannot understand. Do you think you are better for being a racist, or do you understand that in fact it makes you worse? Do you not understand how disappointing it is, that people think they know what you are like because of your race?
I work hard for my money, yet I am R30+ in debt (at the age of 25). I rent a decent flat in a decent area, yet I cannot afford to buy. I drive a decent second hand car, but I was not able to pay for it myself. I have my health, but I cannot afford medical aid. I have a job that I go to everyday, yet I look for more that I can do in my spare time because I don't earn enough.
Yet some black people will think I have it all because I am white?
I had a good education, yet I cannot afford any tertiary education. My mother, years after my finishing school, is STILL paying the high school fees. I had hard times growing up. There were times when we didn't have food. Yes I did go hungry. We did sit on the floor because our furniture was repossessed.
I did pretend to my mother that no, I don't want those biscuits and it's OK, I didn't feel like going out with my friends anyway, because we did not have money. My mother had to pretend that she thought we were genuinely happy, because she knew we were suffering. We did go without electricity, living on sandwiches, bathing under taps.
Yet some black people will think I don't know what it means to suffer because I am white?
There are black people that drive better cars than me. They have better jobs than me, they can afford the fancy things in life. They can buy their properties, spoil their children, go on holiday. They are able to further their educations to further themselves work wise. And to me, that is perfectly OK, because they WORKED for it.
Yet some white people will think they have somehow wormed their way and got their goods by means of corruptions and bribery.
I do not automatically assume that every black person is stupid. I have long conversations with our uneducated cleaner, who is in fact a very intelligent woman. We share lunch, talk about her family, politics, the weather. She is good company.
Yet some white people will think she is stupid because she is a cleaner.
Racism makes me sad. My heart is sore for a unity that I have experienced only once- during the 2010 FIFA World Cup. I watch Paul Simons concert in Zimbabwe, and I am sad that we cannot be as happy and joyful as they were back then. My heart is sore for the hatred in this beautiful country.
Cry, the beloved country.