Thrown into the debt society
As a kid I always admired the women who stood in front of the class talking to the young minds. The women who instilled knowledge to the young minds , who became their 8 hours 5 days a week mother. The women who were passionate, whose presence oozed of love, care and nurture. I always envisioned myself to be such a woman one day.
I remember in 1996 when I went with my grandfather and aunt to Florida Avenue Primary School to enrol my aunt in grade 4. Mrs Menaar greeted us with the most friendliest smile I've ever seen, and she asked me my name. Confident, I remember telling her, and she said that she looks forward to seeing me in class, only for my grandpa to tell her I'll be starting school the following year. The memory of that day sparked the love of teaching, that one day I'd also want to welcome a young hopeful child to my class. Introduce them to the world beyond their imagination. Show them that they are stars and they can change the world.
