this woman has hitchhiked across multiple countries, been in places where nobody spoke english and communicated through sign language, navigated foreign countries using local guidance instead of her phone and the question you ask her is which african men are better in bed? 💀
This is how we know that most of you are idiots.
Firstly, Checkers is a big brand. The last thing they’d want to do is violate the bill of rights & find themselves in courts for discrimination.
Secondly, She writes her demand on the delivery note section as if it will be seen by the Checkers manager first🤣
Thirdly, only about 2% of South Africans Nationally hold licences to operate a motorcycle & I doubt that every single one of them wants to use it for work purposes.
Lastly, judging from the stats above, logic dictates that South Africans don’t have motorcycles or scooters to venture into this kind of business, it is only a few.
P.s Bam’layile🤣😂
It is finished 🥹🩵🧑🏾🎓
I am overcome with so many emotions. I am so grateful to have been able to do this. I am leaving @Columbia with STEM Designated MPA concentrating in International Finance and Economic Policy. I’ve now conquered the edge and Ivy League.
Grad week loading…
she’s right & im glad she’s not letting yall bully her into apologizing lol unless you’re a basketball fan, these men are unknown to the masses & that’s truly ok. 😂
In 2009, I walked into @StandardBankZA at Boulders Midrand with a simple plan.
Save R500 every month. No touching it. No thinking about it. Just discipline on autopilot.
First year at SABC as a broadcast technician. First real income. First attempt at being financially responsible.
So I did what any serious saver would do. I created a system where I could forget the money even existed.
Opened the account at the branch. Back when deposit slips still had authority.
To activate it, they told me to deposit cash at the ATM.
Fair enough.
I deposited the money into what I believed was my brand new savings account.
Got my paperwork. Felt official. Felt grown.
Then I automated everything. Monthly transfers from FNB. No emotions. Just consistency.
Four or five months later, curiosity got the better of me. I went back to the same branch to check my progress.
I expected pride. Maybe even a small internal speech about discipline.
Instead, I got:
“There’s no account under your name.”
At first I thought they were joking.
I said, “Kanjani? I opened it here. I’ve been depositing every month.”
They checked again.
“You only had a Mzansi account. It’s closed.”
Now the story starts to feel like a prank.
Because I had receipts.
I had a memory.
And I had money leaving my FNB account like clockwork.
I tried to escalate it. Meetings were set. Or at least… supposed to be.
One bank manager never showed up.
On my way back from that meeting, the envelope with all my paperwork disappeared.
Taxi ride. One moment it’s there. Next moment… gone.
No evidence. No account. No money trail I could prove.
Case closed. Not by resolution. By exhaustion
My problem is that she’s trying to tell us that she is not the only victim but we’re so stunned by her story that we’re forgetting that she’s trying to encourage others to tell theirs and join her fight to expose these people entirely.
I worked 20 years for a child sex trafficking rescue group. I want you to know this:
90% of Lost Children Are Found Within 30 Minutes.
That statistic should both comfort you and wake you up.
Most lost children are found quickly. But the ones who aren’t? They usually made one mistake.
And here’s the uncomfortable truth:
It’s often the exact thing most parents teach them.
We tell our kids:
“If you get lost, come find me.”
It sounds logical. It sounds empowering.
It’s WRONG!
The Mistake Most Lost Children Make:
When children realize they’re separated, they do three things almost automatically:
They panic.
They wander.
They try to find you.
Every step makes them harder to locate.
From a search standpoint, movement creates chaos.
Parents retrace their steps.
Security scans zones.
Staff lock down areas.
Search works best when movement stops.
When a child keeps walking, they move outside the original search radius. Helpers are looking where they were last seen — not where they’ve wandered.
Stillness increases probability.
Movement expands the problem.
The first lesson is not “go find me.”
It’s this:
Stop. Stay. Yell.
Why Stillness Wins:
Think like a search team.
If a child stays put:
Parents can retrace steps.
Security can scan systematically.
Helpers converge to one fixed location.
The search radius remains small.
If a child keeps moving:
The search area expands.
Adults pass each other.
Missed connections multiply.
Minutes stretch into hours.
Stillness keeps the math on your side.
Teach Them Who to Approach:
The second mistake we make as parents?
We say, “Find an adult.”
Not any adult. Not the nearest stranger. Children need a filter.
Teach them to look for, if at all possible:
A mother with children.
Caregivers who already have kids with them are statistically among the safest people to approach in public settings. They are visible, stationary, and more likely to engage quickly.
It’s a clear, concrete instruction.
Children don’t process vague categories like “safe adult.”
They process visuals.
“Find a mom with kids” is visual.
A Phone Only Helps If the Number Is Known:
We often assume phones solve everything.
They don’t — unless your child can use one. Even young children can memorize a 10-digit phone number with repetition.
But you must train it.
Practice it like a song.
Sing it in the car.
Chant it at bedtime.
Turn it into rhythm.
Repetition becomes recall.
In an emergency, recall matters more than theory.
The Code Word Rule:
One more layer of protection.
Choose a private family code word.
Something only your household knows.
If someone approaches and says:
“Your mom sent me.”
Your child asks:
“What’s the code word?”
No word.
No go.
This simple rule eliminates manipulation attempts instantly.
It gives your child agency without requiring them to evaluate character.
Real Safety Is Training — Not Luck!
We don’t get safer by hoping.
We get safer by practicing.
Teach:
• Phone number
• Code word
• Stop, stay, yell
• Find a mom with kids
Multiple skills.
Simple instructions.
Clear visuals.
Five minutes of training can replace hours of panic. This isn’t about fear. It’s about preparation.
Because when a child gets separated, the clock starts.
And what they do in the first minute determines what the next thirty look like.
That’s real protection.