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Please Do Not Call Me a Rebel
A few days ago I was at the airport waiting for a lift to pick me up. Cape Town weather was a welcoming sight in comparison to the rainy temperament of Johannesburg. Notwithstanding the drought in the city, the symbolic meaning behind a bright and sunny day was uplifting: in the sense that it so … Continue reading Please Do Not Call Me a Rebel
Protected: Songs between Fathers and Forgotten Dreams
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Degrees, Hair and Rebellion: An Overgrowing Path
I’ve been between two thoughts about going and being home for the vac: on the one hand was dreading the confrontation with my mother since discovering my involvement with #RhodesMustFall and #FeesMustFall. This trepidation has since been heightened in the wake of interdicts, suspensions and expulsions and the frequent calls not only asking if I’m … Continue reading Degrees, Hair and Rebellion: An Overgrowing Path
Simon Rakei 