God saved us all in Burgersfort.

Saturday, the storm nearly wrecked the bits of the small town Burgersfort into unrecognisable pieces of crap. It started just after two o clock midday when least expected. Our town is small in stature  but big in shopping sprees that take place at our two important malls and the so many complexes sprawling the land. There, every shopper look forward to the wowing sales that takes place around the middle of the month when all are broke.

so the day turned into one messy chaotic experience for everybody. The heat wave was so strong, it burn right into our faces. We were sweating, water dripping down all over our bodies and we wished for a rain. We wished for one peaceful downpour to set us free from the scorching heat but what we received after that gave us all one hell of a fright. Burgersfort used to be a tiny station for that old gravy coal pushed train, they use to call it " ralla weng" I guess they wanted to say, railway. there were big shops then, except small outlets pushed by Indians who lived nearby the station. it gradually grew as immigrants flogged in looking to make some bucks through hawking around the passengers boarding the train. Soon the are became alive, a Police station was even build around and Whites also began to see home in the town. Then boom! a town was born by the name of Burgersfort. the discovery of the Platinum belt catapulted the town to what it is today, thus the tagline " A platinum city" was born. We further saw the constructions of two wonderful malls build and a grand hotel and casino came along as well.

So on Saturday we nearly lost all that. We didn't ask for a storm that would wreck havoc, we needed a rain to cool us off. We were minding the heat and our business when the wind that started mildly surprised us all. it blew little, we thought what a cool breeze. Eeh! suddenly a huge wave of dust gathered around the town. We heard tumbling and fall of boards and carts that had stood as adverts besides the road. They were squeezed and thrown into air and crushed on the ground broken. Dustbins filled with waste were squashed and rolled over spitting every piece of garbage on the floor. So soon the whole area resembled 'Haiti' squeezed by that tornado. It messy, stinking of all sorts garbage, broken glasses and bins mingled in the middle of the storm in fast paced motion. Luckily nobody got caught in the middle of the whole dance. I guess everybody's instincts told them to run for their life and they listened.

Greater Tubatse Municipality reported the extend of the damage as one inflicted on property and not any person. The estimate damage ran into millions of Rands. We didn't care so long as no loss of life was declared. Imagine your parent, Girlfriend, Boyfriend, or your child, grandchild leaving home in full only to return home later in pieces. Its one thing no one wishes upon any of his close friends and family. We are relieved that the storm is over, but the heat has not ceased one bit. Its so hot in Burgersfort. Its as if the storm was there to increasing the strength of the heat wave. nevertheless we are still praying for a rain to cool us off.

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Re-Invigorating, Re-Introducing and definitely Re-Occupying the Space

Hello Reader

Allow me to first take this opportunity to apologise to you, readers and followers of this Blog. I owe you an apology because of my absence from this space for such a long-time without informing you of my intention to do so. its not fair that I do this and expect you to just shrug it off and be ok with it. its not right that I introduce such a mega Blog, promise to educate, empower and share with you knowledge and then boom! I disappear. for that I am deeply sorry, I regret ever doing that and I undertake never to repeat this "vanishing act" as my friend eloquently put it to me recently.

The reason for my disappearance Reader is because I wasn't doing well, my family was going through a serious crisis. My little sister whom I care so much about kept on collapsing, fainting and when as a family we consulted various doctors and Sangomas without any help. We were so torn around the health of this child that life was bad. I guess that's how much we love this child. Its just that she is a very quate, innocent, young girl blessed with immersed beauty and brains. She couldn't attend much of her schooling period during her unhealthy days. Her health hurt all of us, us as a family, her teachers as well as her close friends. My parents also didn't make things easy, I have those typical traditionalist parents who hardly believe that prayer can change things around. I am a very spiritual person, I believe in the power of prayer, so finding myself surrounded by this people made things difficult for me.

I tried very hard encouraging my family to trust in prayer while pursuing other things but they were so stubborn and didn't take any of my advice. My mother being a Sangoma herself put it frankly to me,"God help those who help themselves and this time HE will understand our predicament Papa " she left me just like that. I was flabbergasted at her naïve thinking of the God we serve. So out of respect I left it up to her and my father to do as they see it fit for the betterment of my little sister.
Today as I write, my little sister is at some songoma in some village its name I can't even pronounce. Apparently she has an ancestral calling like my mother, so they admitted her to undergo her ritual, go thwasä (Ancestral training). She is there I spoke to her and she told me she's feeling better, the faintings and collapsing has ceased since arriving there. I don't know whether to take this gladly or be worried. But as a Christian firmly embedded in Christian principles, I have left everything in God's hands. He knows better than I do.

There my Reader you have it, that's what has kept me away from my responsibility to you. But now that's water under the bridge, I am back and ready to re-occupy my space here. You can be sure that this is going to be a well-worth taking with me jerney. I promise its going be an awesome ride, you won't even feel the bumps and the potholes. Stay with me on the course of this ride.

Till Monday...

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Dear Comrade Reader

2015! is drawing to 'the end, and it is no doubt that so many of you my fellow Comrades either want it to end sooner or wish for it to remain intact depending on how you have ferried during its months. to be honest I for one wish this year a speedy farewell. It hasn't been a great season for mwaa. So many challenges have creeped in, invading my space in so many ways that I lost words for description, I can't afford to have another 2015 and definetly I don't anticipate the next season, 2016 to emulate 2015. so I am going to pull mwaa together, focus on my goals and thus put things into acceptable shape. the is so much that I aim to pull together for this coming season, that I just to see 2015 slide into oblivion fast.

well enough about me and my 2015 unfortunates. Comrade in this Blog today I want us to take a look at the positivities and negativities that have taken place since January hit our shores. You remember that this year has seen so many of our country men and women facing triumphs and tribulations, some experience doom and gloom, while others experience triumphs and victories over and over. So to resume lets look at the obvious doom of glooms that really took our country by storm and creating a frenzy of shock all over the nation, the Case of Oscar Pistorius. Our megastar Paralympian who murdered his lovely girlfriend on the eve of valentine's day at his silverlakes mansion in Pretoria. I'm sure you will agree with me when I say, this case really shook the whole world as it was not expected of such a star to commit such a crime, on a lovers calendar nogal. I must admit that thou this case brought so much agony into our spines, however I must also admit that it was the season that South Africans gained the insights of court processes and its Laws. Today we see so many South Africans becoming experts in the interpretation of various pieces of criminal laws and constitutions, well I'm not complaining because at least some of others got to learn words like "Dolus evendualis", and "I put it to you" remember this phrase Comrade.

Anyway moving on, another issue catching our attention for 2015, SONA! remember that Comrade, the State Of The Nation Address by the president, where the Economic Freedom Fighters under Julius "Juju"Malema nearly brought it to a complete standstill. yeah! I'm talking about that one. I must say what a disgraceful drama that played out before the nation on that eventful day. EFF disrupted the most important day on our country's calendar, no doubt about that but what disturbed  us so much was the jamming of the signal in Parliament. Still today, we don't know who issued that order but we do know however that Cyril Ramaphosa was seen handing over a note to the Minister of Intelligence, in turn he stood up and disappeared. After some minutes the signal was back. The EFF was violently removed out of the chambers of Parliament violently by well-trained Police, disguised as Members of the Parliamentary Protection Unit. It was a sore state made even worse by the silent of our President, Jecob Zuma. Instead of Calling for calm and order, the Man in expensive suite funded by our taxes, just "GIGGLED". Zuma laughed throughout this inhumane debacle and did not raise nor move an inch, what a felony committed by our President, the man dubbed, our father. the DA came and tried to pull a too late stund. But at least they did walk out eventually, causing a great mayhem in the chamber. Apparently they (DA) did this at the instruction of their Chief whip, Stan Huisseen instead of Mmusi Maimane, their Leader in Parliament, which raises a lot of questions.

Then later Comrade we see our celebrities descending into an ungodly beef, whether this is a publicity stund or not, we don't care but what's for certain is that it provided many of us with entertainment and bizzare taste. The beef between AKA and Cassper Nyovester. This two talented Artistist turned us against each other to be honest. Because I believe somewhere somehow the fans of AKA may have turned nasty and violent towards the fans of Cassper or vis-vasser. It is not healthy for such activities in our nations we got so much to worry about, like our dwindling economy that does not yield jobs for our sisters and brothers than to watch this immature folks at each other's throats.
We further see AKA and the mother of his daughter at loggerheads with each other over his cheating. The mother, prominent Dj, Dj Zinhle admitting on her blog that indeed AKA cheated on her before the birth of their daughter with non-either than Bonang Mathebe. The dram played out before nation's eyes for all to read about it, so it is not a rumour by this time. Even thou Bonang herself is yet to admit it. The positive side of all this, is that all this celebrities are continuing to rake in more money through non-stop bookings and endorsements. Which makes me realise negative publicity equal positive income generation.

Another dilemma engulfing us, was the recent blunder committed by our giggling master Zuma. I mean, who in his right mind fire a person 8 o Clock in the evening. And you don't just fire an incompetent employee. You fire an employee leading an important potfolio in government. The sacking of Nhlanhla Nene as Finance Minister was just pure stupidity and unintellectual. Zuma has no respect for our country nor our economy. This man, Zuma is a liability to this country and it was the ANC (African National Congress) that gave us this liability. So they must take him back, or else they will suffer at next year's elections. And the positive side of it, is that we have Pravin Godharn back! Imust say, this is one Minister who was removed from this Post for his no-nonsense attitude which passed down to his then Deputy Nhlanhla Nene. Nene was sacrificed because he was merely emulating his mentors by doing exactly what they were doing while he was watching and learning. Again Zuma "the survivor" survives another debacle again. I must give it to the President thou. Comrade Reader this Liability man is a stunning survivor hey. I've never seen a disgraceful leader surviving so much blunders, remain intact and unmoved.

Next year, I'm going to request an interview with him before he's recalled if it does happen, which I doubt given the high level of spinning happening around him by his party fellows. I want to ask him about his survival strategies, I want Zuma to give me tips on how he manage to survive so many axes and remain intact and unshaken. I will update you Comrade if I managed to crack the interview and surely you will be the first to read it, right here on this blog.

Well Comrades lets leave it right here for this year. But before we part ways. Comrade allow me to wish you a merry Christmas and a prosperous new year. Drive safe on the roads, I just can't afford to loose another reader. Spend this festive season wisely, preferably with your family, don't fight too much with the uncles, Aunt and Grannies, I know they are noisy, nosey and they always foot their foot in their mouths but just for this festive, let it slide under the carpet, for peace sake ok.

I love you so much...

Dear Comrades Reader.

You probably have noticed the number of blogs that keep springing up on either your desktops, laptops and tablets, and your probably looking at this one and think, yak! another one of those ever non-stop mushroom of blogs, infesting our spaces. well, I'm a bit tempted to agree with you Comrade Reader. However, I now realised that no, I have to consciountise your ever-resilient brain and tap into your modern ability to decipher and inform you that, no comrade this ain't one of them.

You see fellow comrade Reader, this blog is a highly, sensed, cutting edge blog, with the aim to empower, educate and share with you valuable knowledge. Comrade I, Alfred Makomoto have undertaken to write this blog not to irritate, confuse nor cause chaotic misdemeanour in your life and the lives of other fellow Comrades. You see comrade I value you so much that, I have made it my responsibility to even introduce myself to you fully, the aim is to build unquestionable trust, cement loyalty and move along with you on the path to greatness and wealth and stardom if the be any. I aim to reach out to you comrade Reader, so much more that I promise to never leave you in the dark.

Here is my Bio;

I am Alfred Makomoto, I'm 33 years old, am graduate in Business Administration and Leadership (BA), I also have an Advance Diploma in International Relations. I was born in a small town called Burgersfort, otherwise called Tubatse, found deep in the rural area of Ga- Sekhukhune District in the Limpopo Province, South Africa. my area is boast about 50% of the country's mining activities which are undertaken there. We are rich in minerals such as Platinum, Chrome, Vanadium, Copper and Coal. I write, I speak and I edit every spoken word. I write about Politics, Education, Love, Economy, and Media.
I am the founder and Director of Shine Institute, a not-for-profit organisation that aspire to make life of a young person fulfilling, liveable, developmental and empowered. with this organisation we reach out to young people through career guides, Bursaries and our flagship programme; Lets Debate South Africa- A Debating contest aimed at young people in high schools. I am also a social entrepreneur, am in the business of making dreams comes true for all young people.

see comrade reader my passion lies in unleashing the next future generation of leaders in our society. so I hope beginning today, my journey with you is going to be the one filled with hope, faith and loyalty. I request you fellow Comrade to never leave me nor depart from this blog. I need you so much that I can't afford to just write without you reading and commenting. so here is to our journey to growth and fulfilment.

With Comradely Love

Alfred Makomoto.