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Hello,
Sorry I have not written in a long time but I have been busy with starting classes and well just enjoying my time here. Last weekend was RAG, which is homecoming for the students at the university. On Friday night we went to a 12hr concert. We also got to see a famous South African group play. And surprisingly we know most of there songs. On Saturday we went to the block party. This is where we danced the night away. It was a blast.
I am not going to lie but I hate telling exactly what I did so I am going to switch gears and let you guys read a poem I wrote the other day in class.

An observation.

When you say you are an Afrikaner you say that you are white and speak Africans.

Why don’t the Africans sit on the same bench as the “blacks”?
Why do the Africans tell me that “In ten years South Africa will be a completely white country due to A.D.I.S.?”
Why are the Africans so proud of there country when they shipped all of the “blacks” to the townships and put all of the whites (Africans) in hug houses with large fences and guard dogs?
Why is it that a friend of mine can not come out with me because he will be beaten up if he is seen with a “white” girl?
Why is it that all of the “black” people sit in the back corner in my classes and all of the “white” people sit in the front?
Why is it that the Afrikaners are scared of everyone but there self?
They say that the Apartheid ended ten years ago but it is still alive and well in Pretoria.

This weekend I will be going to a game park. That means something more to write about. Talk to you soon. Hugs.