PLEASE SPARE A MOMENT TO READ THIS
Posted 3 November 2006on:
I am going to tell you a story… it is a true one.
Many of you will know our dear friend and fellow blogger AXE Here she is pictured in her rock singer days.
Today she was able to get to an internet and I visited her blog to see if she was around, as I do most days. When I read it I telephoned her immediately and asked her permission to post her address here and she agreed.
Her problems are real and by the end of the month she will be back on the streets. It is possible that some of you may have thought she was exercising her creative writing skills, but what she writes is true.
Axe is a poor white unemployed South African… she has no British connections so cannot even get here. If you are white and you are poor in South Africa today, you don’t stand a chance; no one will employ her…. she cannot cut a break since losing her job last June.
There have been times that without help she has been unable to put food on the table.
She will have to send her children Anushka and Ivan, away to her parents who live on a remote farm and they are also impoverished. I asked her if she could stay there too, but if she did there would be no hope of her ever finding work and her parents cannot afford to support her.
She will be evicted at the end of November. I am not telling anyone what to do, but here is her address for now.
Natasha Verster, 35 Rhodes Street, Mount Pleasant 6070, South Africa
I have to confess I’ve been feeling a little down in the dumps myself over something too too pathetic. I have been visiting other blogs and reading; reading the most amazing stories and poetry which outshine anything I am capable of, putting mine so much in the shade that I should be merciful and bury my feeble attempts. I know I am stupid. But I have read some wonderful wonderful work and I appreciate the hard work that goes into it.
I have also allowed myself to wallow a little over other issues in my real world where I know I am being taken for a mug and because of my now single status I am treated differently and not necessarily nicely.
I have no single friends; thankfully my friends are all happily married or remarried. I do get invited to their homes, but not out with them. I recently met a couple of very nice single people and I thought I would extend a hand of friendship… doh… they didn’t want to know. Now I guess I am an acquired taste and that I am nothing special, but I didn’t realise I was that bad… hmmm.
However, I am blessed… I have a family, a roof over our heads, food in our stomachs and clothes on our backs. I am not rich materially, I manage, but I am rich in so many other ways. I have no right to the blues and when I read poor Axe’s plight, and the plight of people who need help, then I feel somewhat ashamed of myself.
I’m sorry I couldn’t download pics of The Next Raven Generation… my fault I think. I think you have to download the pics first then write… once you start writing you can’t put pics. I’ll try and make up for it during the week.
In the meantime tomorrow, for those in the know, I am sponsoring a kiddush in shul for Jamie and Lucy and on Sunday, Rachel wants me to go with her to help choose the options for her new apartment, which I’m not even sure they’ve actually started building yet, but she is so excited.
I am in the throes of organising the engagement party for December and the wedding is definitely going to be in Herzliya, Israel at the end of July… hot, hot, hot as many people like to point out… like we don’t know.
I wish you all a lovely weekend and Shabbat Shalom.
Must chain myself back to the kitchen sink.