The Cry of a Young Person
by Thapelo Letsoela
This year marks 23 years since South Africa got its freedom; since the name “Rainbow Nation” suited it and since all South Africans of all colours started living in harmony. Twenty three years since a black child can say: “I have a say in who should lead the country.”
For black people being free has meant a great deal. The right to elect a national leader. The freedom to choose who should lead the community, the province and the nation. It brought with it plenty of choices for a better life, better career and better living standards. This meant a different life all together, a new start with a clean slate. A black child now has new opportunities and choices. But how far are we? How far are you with your plans “Rainbow Nation”? Have you reached any of your goals black child? South Africa what have you done for a black child?
Your peers are unemployed, Nyaope addicts, and township body guards. There are no opportunities for them. The standard of living has worsened. Your peers are turning into gangsters because they don’t get the jobs they went to school for. Your peers protest each and every day because of;
- Poor or none existent service delivery in townships
- Poor transportation system
- School fees that are way too high
- An education system that is not delivering skills desperately needed
- Poor working conditions
- Abuse & killings of children and women
- A lack employment opportunities for everyone, including graduates
- being called monkeys by their fellow South Africans
What have you brought me South Africa?
- Dololo better standard of living, Dololo better career choices…
- Unemployment rate of 28.6%
- Nyaope addicts
- Continued abuse of women and children
- The country’s economy has worsened since you got your freedom
What went wrong? Is this what our elders fought for?
How long will a black child be a slave in his birth country? Will I ever receive what is truthfully mine as a black child? Will I ever have home ground advantage as an inhabitant of this country? Will I ever receive back what was taken from me? Will the fight for a better life ever end?
Your peers are far from getting things done black child. They are waiting and hoping things will be better. They are hoping the freedom you have will bring everything to you, like the children of Israel when God gave them bread. Wake up and go do it yourself. Not everything will be handed to you. You have to hustle and start working for the future that you want.
There’s a Sotho idiom that says “Moketa ho tsoswa o itekang”, just as you wake up and seek help as you go along, so you must not fail to try. Let’s unite as youth and help “uMzantsi” to stand on its feet and do better for it people. It will not be an easy task, but by taking one step at a time, things will change. The results of our efforts might not be visible for us, but will benefit the coming generation.