IT's understandable when someone from one kasi does not fully know another kasi! I mean how would a person whose roots are entrenched in Katlehong know much about Meadowlands? Not much of a chance, right?
Well, there are those few-and-far in between cases where a kasinian has moved from one kasi to another due to the regular family dynamics of our time but there aren't many cases of that nature.
What is embarrassing however, is how a person from a certain kasi, who goes around bragging about their hood to everyone they get the chance to talk about their childhood to, can be ignorant of most aspects of their 'hometown.'
I know for a fact that I have been caught red-handed and guilty of the above-mentioned. Growing up in Pimville, Soweto, where I was born and raised, I explored a lot. I can go on about the two Besters (Zone 6 - I lived there and Zone 7 - had many uhhhh, friends, there), Zone 6 Mgababa because we used to live there when I was a kid and had to walk through there to take i-short cut to e Zone 5 which I know pretty well because I had family there. I also had all sorts of other interests there but that is a story for another day. Zone 1 I sort of know as I had family and friends there. In my late teens I learnt a little about Zone 2 and Zone 4. I still don't know which is which but I know them both! For some reason, Zone 3 is still a mysterious part of my hood, as is Klipspruit and Kliptown.
You know those areas in your hood where you don't even know a single person's name, a spaza-nyana or at least a church ke? Ya, that's how it is.
Thinking back, I also realise that kasi also have status issues which led to us not knowing other hoods that well. I remember not being able to learn Zone 1 properly because I was limited to the grandparents' house. It was not an area to be 'seen roaming the streets' of. The same applied for the zones I never got fully acquainted to.
But on the other hand, crime was horrendous in our hood at some point so we were forced to stay within the perimeters of our homes to keep safe. This is possibly another reason why most of us don't know our hoods so well.
There are certainly many more, common and not so common, reasons why you don't know your hood as much as you would like to. It would be great to share your memories with your fellow kasinians and maybe teach us a bit more about the history of ikasi lakho!
- KasiMemories: Ambassador No.1
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Thursday, October 10, 2013
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
It's Who We Are... Our Heritage!
It
does not matter which township you grew up in, as black children growing up in
the 80's and 90's, we all had extremely similar experiences. This page aims to
take us all on a trip down memory lane and help us preserve who we, as proud
township born and bred South Africans, are all about.
The only way we can do this is by sharing each other's memories whether they are in the form of the games we played in the streets, the stories we heard from our parents and grandparents or just the shows we watched on TV - before it went off and we were stuck with a colourful ensemble! Let’s go back to the days when perms were a fashion statement and Boys II Men were trendsetters.
Although we all grew up in different kasis - be it in Soweto, Alex, Sebokeng, Gugulethu, Katlehong, Tembisa, Daveyton, Tsakane, Kagiso, eMlazi, KwaMashu, Mamelodi, Soshanguve, Mabopane, Atteridgeville, Orange Farm, Vosloorus, Madadeni, Evaton, KwaThema, Imbali, Edendale, Ga-Rankuwa, SeShego, Thokoza, Mdantsane, Ivory Park... you name it - you know we all have some shared experiences and we want to remind, or even teach, one another about them on this page. We are sure some experiences are more fun - Pinky Pinky, than others - EG ukujegrola, mara these experiences are part of our history and we need to embrace them and teach our children about them. This page aims to preserve our KASI history - good and bad! S'yabangena boss...
A wise campaign about the Apartheid Museum, which
is based at Gold Reef City in Jozi, once carried the slogan; “A History
Forgotten is a Future Lost.” Those are powerful words and as kasi-alumni, we
cannot afford to have our histories be forgotten, what will we tell our
children about? What will they tell their generations to come? What will we claim our heritage to be?
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