The concept of Ubuntu dictates that umuntu ngumutu ngabantu. Motho ke motho ka batho. This concept subscribes to the processualism of ubuntu. In the African…
Locally sourced meat, fruit and vegetables readily accessible without the usually ridiculous high prices, a welcoming aura of big families, neighbours you can always count on, lots of land and brilliance of the lit sky offers a deeper satisfaction, an emotive introspection of such magnificent tangible creation. If you are a Joburger like me, this means a great escape from the hustle and bustle of city living, I’m convinced this is how God intended us to live.
UMzimkhulu, surrounded by farms and rolling hills situated on the foothills of the Drakensberg, is a small town at the entrance to what was previously an enclave of Eastern Cape but is now part of KwaZulu-Natal. The Umzimkhulu River’s stunning stream forms part of the magnificent border as it runs majestically between the two beautiful provinces.
The last time I visited here I was a ten year old little girl who followed her grandma around, from her hut, outside to feed the chickens and back to the hut.
In my recent visit in December 2020 I have noticed that so much has improved, the infrastructure, electricity provisions, and new schools, but some remained, like waking up at the dawning of the day, drawing water from a river with cows who have claimed it from stream to stream and the friendly neighbours waving and giggling sentimentally under their face masks as they graciously pass by. “I haven’t seen you in a while, you’ve grown so much, unfortunately we are not allowed to hug each other,” hinted gog’ Phumulile who lives a few houses from our house. No matter what ‘home’ means to you, there’s surely something nostalgic about the place we call home.
The magical thing about home is that it feels good to leave after being recharged, and surely does feel even better and exciting to come back!
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