The staff of one of the ‘soup kitchens’ in Nuwerus, a suburb of our village: Napier, Western Cape, South Africa.
28 Volunteers with a multicultural background are engaged in feeding about 500 of the poorest people in our village. They all are very grateful for donations from private people, businesses and the farming community of Napier. From left to right: Wilbur Adams, Johanna Jaars, Lena Volkers, Sabine Arends and Nita Arends.
Here some additional pictures of people helping people. Lockdown Humanity in the first degree:
20 Odd years after ‘apartheid’ there are still some barriers to overcome in South Africa. I live in Stanford, Western Cape, South Africa. This village is not an exception although the relations between people of different walks of life are relatively good and more on equal base than we experienced in some other places in the ‘Rainbow Nation’. There is still a division between ‘White’ and ‘Non-White’ people and there is also a division between ‘Black’ and ‘Coloured’ people; leaving the tribal/clan divisions of ‘Afro-Africans for what it is for now.
There is a natural barrier between ‘White’ and ‘Non White’ communities and that is the Willem Appel Dam which also borders our street. Sometimes I have a doggy walk into ‘The Scheme’ at the other side. The difference with our side is that there is real street life contrary to sitting behind closed doors and fenced properties. Co-incidentally a post scheduled for 26 September is also partly dedicated to The Scheme (‘coloured’) and ‘Hopland’ (Africans) and I also added some pics from that blog post. Some pictures I published in the past, others are not published or scheduled at all.
Moving your cursor over the pictures will reveal some captions that provide some more background.
Crossing the Barrier
Chicken tonight in Hopland
A view from between the shacks in Hopland
In the Spaza shop, centred between the shacks in the ‘informal’ extension of ‘Hopland’
Simba brushing his teeth. It’s an early morning ritual you will see in all ‘formal’ and ‘informal’ Afro-African communities in South Africa. In informal settlements this is done outdoors at a communal tap.
“She is not my wife”
Fencing in ‘The Scheme’
Outdoor life in the streets
School kids; some on bare feet but always with an uniform
The three Musketeers
Breakfast in South Africa
Family Outing: just returning from the ‘privileged’ area
I added a wave to the Willem Appel Dam, the natural barrier between ‘white’ and ‘non-white’ in the (illusionary?) hope that one day all people of different walks of life will to one communal wave that lasts into eternity..
Sometimes I hear people tell me that “… you say what you think” and with that telling me not to believe one word of their stories. Thinking, saying and doing are three different entities in our existence and getting to know each other and building up true lasting friendships has everything to do with the ability of not only opening your mind and your heart but also showing that ‘thinking’, ‘saying’ and ‘doing’ are one despite our dark secrets. Come to think of it; we’re all ‘split personalities’ and I am not an exception. We all have an ‘alter ego’ and this realization goes back to the early days of humanity and religion. There has always been ‘good’ and ‘evil’; a ‘God’ and a ‘devil’. In South African cultures there is the ‘Tokkelossie‘ or tokoloshe/tikoloshe (‘uthikoloshe‘) which represent the ‘evil’ and since everybody thinks that he/she is a good person the influence of a ‘Tokkelossie’ has to be avoided at any cost; going that far that some people believe that once put your bed on stones the ‘Tokkelossie’ does nog have a chance to pollute your ‘good being’ during your sleep.
Who am I; a ‘good’ or an ‘evil’ person? I think we all have both and some of us have more ‘good’ and the other more ‘evil’ although not many ‘evil’ people will admit that they are. And than we also have to define ‘good’ and ‘evil’. Is, for example, a mother who steals bread to be able to feed her children an ‘evil’ person? Pretty sure that there is a large grey area in which ‘good’ and ‘evil’ overlap each other. Who am I to judge?
In the recent past I published some photoshopped self-portraits. Here I publish three of them. The first picturing who I think I am; the second how others might see me and the third how I see my true self in (which?) mirror.