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Remembering the days of my youth – when we, my friends and I, use to attend our Youth Club, Impumelelo Youth Club. It was the days of the country’s political maieutic, a social change and spiritual birth that will lead our country, South Africa, into a social infusion – Black and White, Coloured and Indian were to walk, and think the same autonomous attitude.
We, my
friends and I, were youth and eager about the world _ dreaming of things to come and
things to be - the flattering of youth.
We belonged
to a youth club that kept us off the dusty streets of Mambisa (Tembisa) and took
us to the seductive stage of dancing, singing (mostly miming to famous groups
and songs) acting (our own material) and dreaming of....getting the girls. I
don’t know whether the girls in our crew dreamt of getting.... the boys, I certainly
didn’t ask.
We did not
play sport in our club, Impumelelo Youth Club - however, we did organise
Sports Day once, to get our community in Tembisa, particularly Hospital View,
involved in youth activity.
I remember,
Zimi, Kenny, Jabu, Delina, Daisy, Lerato, Andrew Coach, Matsila, Tsibo, Mpho, Meketsi, Dumisani, Phillip,
Nhlanhla, Prudence, Gift, and you. Yes, you that I forgot to name.
We went to
places Kenny organised for us to go to. We saw people, we saw females...sorry,
fashion_ we made friends.
There was
no Facebook back then, there was Kwaito Music, Politics, Dreams, Festival, Street Bash, more Dreaming, YFM and the
SABC (South African Broadcasting Corporation)
Days of my
youth******
WORD TO
THE YOUTH REVOLUTION
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