It’s not ground beef it’s mince.
It’s not prom it’s a farewell.
It’s not kindergarten it’s crèche.
It’s not Santa it’s Father Christmas.
It’s not Seventh grade it’s Grade 7.
It’s not a highway it’s a freeway.
Sanuphapha.
My brother’s wife (Venda) was isolated from her family because she married a Zulu man. They tried to organise for her a Venda husband so as to not “dirt” the Venda blood 🤷🏾♀️. Tribalism exists in every tribe, Zulu people are just not loud about the discrimination they face because it doesn’t actually bother us.
My Uber driver heard me talking to my mom about children and asked if I have any.
He went on to say “Umuntu wakho uyidla ifresh. Isase raw.” and this is exactly why I genuinely find men boring because why do you think it’s okay to say STUPID things like that?