SHE HAD TOLD ME

MY VIEW OUTSIDE MY APARTMENT
MARCH 17, 2009
As she looked through my soul, she had told me that I was going to be great one day. Besides my parents, she was the only person that believed in me. She was a confident, vibrant, and beautiful person. I had called her my second mother being that she was my mother’s best friend.

In an environment that I never felt a sense of belonging because I was visually different than 95% of my surroundings. As my second mother, she had told me that I was going to be great one day.

Frequently I have many thoughts about her because I seen her in me. As I look over the balcony of my apartment this night, I have deep thoughts about her.

In everyone’s eyes, she had seemed to be the happiest person in the world. She had everything a woman could image. But deep into her soul, she was hurting and she had become weak into fighting the demons within her. I have seen her in me. She had told me that I was going to be great one day.

In my last day of seeing her, she looked deep into my soul with her red eyes. She told me: “hang on and never let anyone put me down.”

She knew” she saw within my soul that I was not that perfect image of a person. I had demons within me and I try to fight them off every day. My demons are based on addiction but I have refused to let it ruin my destiny.

“the devil is a liar”

She had told me I will be great one day and I will do it just for her. Even when I do not think of me deserving the greatness, I will remember her. Before her demons took over, I remember her being a great second mother to me; I remember her giving me a hug in front of people will never accept my visual exterior as their equal; I remember her great cooking; I remember her great talent of taking care of everyone, and I remember always looking fabulous.

She had told me that I will be great one day and I will.

Despite what people think of my journey to South Africa, those people will know this journey has given the opportunity to just think about everything.

R.I.P my second mother, my greatest memory of you was during the home coming game. You were so proud of me and I was so proud to you support me. My last day of seeing you, I had seen in your eyes of making peace with him. I know you are watching me carefully up there with him. Thank You

I HAD A DREAM ABOUT SOUTH AFRICA....YOU NEVER KNOW WHERE LIFE WILL TAKE YOU

my homegal in SA
my view outside of my apartment

me looking fabulous in my apartment. see family! i have the pics of you guys right behind me.

now! for my blog writing......

MARCH 11, 2009
At the moment, I am riding on the taxis to go to Sunninghill. After a get together at my flat, I woke up at 6:00am to meet up with my friends. My friends are two girls from Zimbabwe. Actually one of them will be my roommate soon, I will call her M. The other one asked me the number one question: “What are you doing in South Africa? I replied, living to the fullest.

Oh Boy! I have lived to the fullest. I found my inner self here. Through the journey of living in some else’s shoes, I have been through many up and downs. Right Now! I am in a place of seeing my future. I started my company called The Mufuka Works. What do I do? I promote events and I am an advisor. Under my company, my main clients are FUSION ENTAINMENT SOLUTIONS AND KEYES LOUNGE.

For the past few months, I have been promoting Keyes Lounge. Then I hooked up with Fusion which they inspired me for my company. My boss from Fusion has been like my older brother. I am watching him closely so I could be like him. He said: “I could get my own branch off of Fusion and run it.

Then my impromptu company could be official. Well…I will wait till the stars line up for that until then I am moving myself up slowly.

Speaking of Fusion, it has been exactly what I was looking for. Their main focus has set to be on representing artists but they are in the mix of event planning with top name venues.

My personal experience with them has been in the mix of advertising for Steve H, Hip Hop Pentsula (HHP), and Obita. Steve H. just happened to be one the top Africaans artists.

Then my excitement of being with Fusion had come when I was advertising for HHP and Obita. They are the hottest hip hop artists in South Africa. HHP has already established his title. As for Obita, his hot new buzz in South Africa. Speaking of timing, I am going to be a part of him rising up in South Africa.

So stay tune as my journey in South Africa continues……………………………………..

"i am an artist"

I HAVE STORIES TO TELL MY GRANDCHILDREN

MARCH 1, 2009
On May 2007, I did research for my dance seminar thesis on Zimbabwe. My research was in New Mexico at an African Dance Camp. This African Dance Camp was in the middle of Albuquerque which was going through an overcast and it was very cold in the middle of their dessert environment. In this environment, I was living in a tent and taking intense dance, lecture, and music classes. The classes were all based on African culture and especially Zimbabwe. As I left, I was invited to the second session camp just concentrating on Zimbabwe but I could not attend because of summer school at Coker College. As I left the camp, I remembered the hurt feeling in my heart. It was not the fact of leaving the camp. It was the fact of leaving my culture.
I never forgot the hurt feeling and it made me in need of knowing more. What did I do? I left everything of my comfort zone and I went exploring my culture in the next best thing…..SOUTH AFRICA.
I have been here for seven months now. Through the struggles here, I found myself. I said: “I found myself”
As I looked outside of the view of Randburg, South Africa, I had come to the realization of always being on self discovery even when I am 50 years old. EVERYDAY WILL BE DIFFERENT! In result; I will be different so I owe myself to challenge my mind. I owe it to myself to see the world, read good books, spend time with family, take risks, make mistakes, cry, live on passion, love , heart break, make friends, break friendships, sin, research, and live in some one else’s shoes. All in all I owe it to myself to live life. So I could tell my grandchildren stories.
Well….I AM ALIVE. I am accomplishing my dreams.
Speaking of dreams, I had one dream all my life and it was to be a professional dancer. My professional dancing career has become like drinking alcohol before the required age. Because….once a person had become of age the trill has gone.
At sixteen, I was in the mix of the professional dancer scene. At eighteen, I went to college for dance and in the same year I received the title of top 10 dancer for the Millie Lewis Competition. At 22 years old, I had made my ultimate dream of dancing for an international company. My location had happened to be in South Africa.
I DID IT! I achieved my ultimate dream. NOW WHAT? Yes! I wanted more. Dance has become my passion but deep down inside I knew of not being a professional dancer forever.
This statement has become hard for me to say but it has become brutal honesty. When I watched Hedi Klum on television, she said:” Dance is my passion but deep down inside I knew I was not going to be a professional dancer.”
Now! I am an artist and I always will be. But…I am going into a different direction with my art. I have a need to bring dance on a higher level. Finally! I have a need to take out the question, what can you do with dance? Because….. the world will know about the intensity of dance. My new level in life…..promote dance to the mainstream.
I choose for my home base to be South Africa.
I believe people will always ask themselves, why they are here on Earth. For me, I have always asked myself that question. So I just followed my instincts. I was brought to South Africa by a dream and I will tell my grandchildren my experiences. So they could ask themselves that same question of why are their here on Earth. Hopefully, they will listen to their grandmother’s stories and find out by living life to the fullest.
In this day and age, my generation has limited stories to tell their grandchildren. I believe because my generation has become lazy because we have limited things to fight for. I often here from my elders about the civil rights movement, World War II, and my grandmother the independence in Zimbabwe. The elders have told me what they fought for. For me, I also have a need of telling my grandchildren what I fought for……SELF CHALLENGE.
Thank you Grandparents for telling me your stories! Being name after my grandmother, I hope to live up to her expectations.

THIS BLOG ENTRY IS DEDICATED TO MY LATE GRANDPA KAPFADZE AND GRANDPA MUFUKA ……………………………………………………….