Bongeka

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[No filter Skin @NoFilterSkin]

Please raise your daughters to have hobbies, interests, and academics...so when they become adults and middle-aged women they have something to talk about besides a man.

[Fundiswa Shandu @maFundii]

Taking a chance on the timeline. ❤️

I’m Fundiswa Shandu, a BA Communication graduate from UJ with a valid Code 10 driver’s licence.

Based in Richards Bay, KZN, willing to relocate, and actively seeking employment opportunities.

CV available on request. Reposts appreciated.❤️

[♡⃝ @wine_x13]

I got a call from my daughter’s high school principal today. He said she’d been caught operating an “unauthorized commercial enterprise” out of the girls’ locker room. My stomach DROPPED. I left work immediately, already imagining the worst: Drugs. Vapes. Stolen stuff. Some TikTok side hustle gone wrong. By the time I got to the school, I was preparing myself for lawyers, suspension, maybe even police involvement. I walk into the principal’s office….…and my daughter is sitting there quietly with a spiral notebook full of spreadsheets. Not cash. Not customer lists. Spreadsheets. Turns out, she’d noticed some girls at school were quietly struggling: • no money for feminine hygiene products • no winter jackets • wearing the same clothes every week after budget cuts hit families hard So she started her own underground support network. She collected donated jackets, hygiene products, gloves, and clothes from wealthier neighborhoods.
Then she cataloged everything by size and need in her notebook like a tiny operations manager. And from her gym locker, she distributed items discreetly to students who needed them — no embarrassment, no announcements, no attention. The principal wasn’t calling because she was in trouble. He called because the school found out… and wanted my permission to turn her “illegal locker room business” into an official school charity program.

I thought I was driving to the biggest parenting nightmare of my life. Instead, I walked into one of the proudest moments I’ve ever had as a parent.

[Ndeeleh❤ @sleendeel]

I hate the concept of “we experience people different” coz what have I done for you to be horrible to me but kind to the next person??😭

[Nompumelelo @lelo_mkhondo]

My lil sis went to a pyjama party last and ended up in ER this morning around 1 am.

Her friends don't even how she got to the hospital... Actually they didn't even know she was at the hospital but that's a story for another day..

Right now I just want to find the guy who took her to the hospital...
I know it's a long shot coz I don't even know the registration of the car the guy was driving...

The party was at some apartment in Lunnwood Ridge. The guy was driving a white Polo and my lil sister was wearing pink pyjamas..

She says she told her friends she was not feeling well, and they didn't pay attention to her that's when she went to seek for help outside. She then saw a car, white polo dropping people off near by and went to it. The guy took her to Feari Glen hospital, they couldn't get help and eventually they went to Netcare Pretoria Eat. That's where he left her. She didn't pay him.

I want to pay him and thank him..

Please retweet...

[Menace @DeletheMenace]

Once you clock 25 you’ll realize how much of a conscious effort you have to make to keep your spark! Life can be such a drag!

[Weffrey Jellington @jeffwellz]

It’s sad that during your formative years, your exposure to the world is largely limited by your parent’s own exposure. If they value things like music lessons, spelling bees, sports, or exploring random hobbies, you benefit from that. If not, it’s just chores and TV for you.

[feyisayo 💸 @feyiszn]

being able to carry a child full term and deliver a baby safely & healthily is such an underrated blessing.

[S.🎧 @1ssve]

Adulting is so strange. You can avoid spending money for a week and end up spending all the money you saved that week in one day.

[Khanya Thembane @noksy_k]

I believe this so much

[Presence is not submission @ImbayiK]

That's because they don't see it as growing up without a father but their mum making a bad decision. So it's easy to punish another woman making a bad decision as well

[Ole @omolemo_tsk]

Parent, manager, colleagues, friend, partner. People with this mindset can’t be trusted. 🙂‍↔️

[Freyy @Freyy_is]

dear apple, the iPod needs to come back. not for nostalgia. for the parents who want their kids to love music and audiobooks without a browser, social media, and the whole internet attached to it

[Gracious Onuoha @grayshurz]

oh to be a rich beautiful woman in her big car driving to buy overpriced groceries to stock up her breathtaking kitchen in her gorgeous house🫶🏾❤️

[𝖗𝖊𝖉✞ @_redfeels]

POV: It's your day off tomorrow and you don't need to set your daily alarm and suddenly it starts raining

[GOD GULUVA @Zweli_Thixo]

That my brother impregnated 3 girls. He told 2 of them to abort, which they did, and the third girl gave birth to triplets.

[A.VICTOR @Lifeof_AG01]

Under no circumstance should you beg for love, attention, or affection from someone who claims to love you.
If these things do not come naturally, they are lying about their feelings and intentions for you.

[🇿🇦gqimm shelele💎 @MaDhlomo_]

Expressing the full weight of my feelings… and watching them land where depth doesn’t exist. 🥴

[Crazy Vibes @CrazyVibes_1]

I deliver pizza. It’s not glamorous, but it pays my tuition.
Last night, I got an order for a small cheese pizza. The instructions said: Please bring it to the back door. I move slow.

I pulled up to a tiny, dark house. I knocked on the back door.
It took five minutes, but an elderly lady finally opened it. She was leaning on a walker.
"Happy Birthday to me," she whispered as she handed me a crumpled $20 bill.
"It's your birthday?" I asked.
"89 today," she smiled, but her eyes were sad. "Outlived my husband. Outlived my son. Just me and the cheese pizza tonight."

She started to close the door.
I looked at the pizza box. Then I looked at my watch. I had other deliveries, but...
"Ma'am?" I said.
She stopped.
"I’m actually on my lunch break," I lied. "I hate eating alone. Do you mind if I join you?"

Her face lit up like a Christmas tree.
"Oh my," she said. "Come in. I have soda."

I sat at her kitchen table for an hour. We ate pizza. She told me stories about dancing in the 1950s. She showed me pictures of her late husband. She laughed so hard she choked on her soda.
When I left, she grabbed my hand.
"I was ready to give up today," she said. "I asked God for a sign that I still mattered. Then you knocked."

I got back to the shop late. My boss yelled at me.
I didn't care.
I didn't just deliver a pizza. I delivered a birthday.