Today is not just another public holiday that we don’t have cash to buy booze or organise a braai, because it’s 4 days before payday. Today is a celebration of life and death. It is a reminder of lives lost during the Sharpville massacre and a celebration of equal rights for all.
All to often we look forward to public holidays for the wrong reasons…a day away from work, time to have a jol because we can sleep the next day, a day for shopping…etc. I’m not saying don’t do anything, but at least take a moment to think of what the day symbolizes.
I’ve never witnessed racism to an extreme and for that I am grateful. I’ve often been mistaken for white and the minute I open my mouth, people are like ‘Ja, neh. Coloured’. Majority of the time it’s funny, but there have been a few instances that have left me confused.
I took part in an upskill program for underprivileged people and someone actually stood up and asked ‘If this is for underprivileged people why are there white people, like Jaylene here?’ My friends and I burst into laughter. Firstly, not all white people are privileged and second…I’m not white. #dumbass
My mom always tells of how she was forced to go into a different bathroom, to that of my gran because of the colour of her skin. My mom is quite fair with sleek hair and green eyes. My grandmother is more caramel than ultramel.
I try my best to keep my blog post light-hearted but a moment should be spent to think of those we risked their lives so that we could have the rights we have today.
The best of way we can honour those who shed their blood, is by taking responsibility of the rights we. All to often I hear ‘Well, it’s my right’. For every right there is a responsibility, which people often forget. If you considered our responsibility as often as we mutter ‘it’s my right’…the world would be a better place!
So whatever you’re doing today…enjoy the right to do so!