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HMMMM, LETS SEE, SENTIMENTAL IS DEFINITLY OUT, OUT, OUT...
I AM ME, I`M NOT PERFECT BUT THEN AGAIN WHO IS. WITH ME, WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT YOU GET, I LOVE LIFE AND I TRY MY UTMOST TO LIVE IT TO THE FULLEST. IM NOT AFRAID TO LIVE AND IM NOT AFRAID TO DIE, BECAUSE EITHER WAY WE HAVE NO CHOICE IN DOING EITHER...(SMILE)....BUT WE DO HAVE A CHOICE TO CHOOSE TO THINK ABOUT SELF AND TO NEVER WORRY WHAT OTHERS HAVE TO SAY OR WHAT THEY THINK, BECAUSE THAT IS TOTALY AND UTTERLEY IRRELEVANT, WHAT IS RELEVANT IS ALWAYS PUTTING SELF FIRST AND MAKING SURE THAT YOU ARE HAPPY IN THIS ONE LIFE WE ARE GIVEN..... AND I LOVE LIFE!!..*WINK*..(SMILING) UKUTHULA KUBE NAWE!! SALEGHALE... PROUDLY SOUTH AFRICAN In a brief conversation, a man asked a woman he was pursuing the question "What kind of man are you looking for?" She sat quietly for a moment before looking him in the eye and asking, "Do you really want to know?" Reluctantly, he said "Yes." She began to expound..."As a woman in this day and age, I am in a position to ask a man what he can do for me that I can`t do for myself. I pay my own bills. I take care of my household without the help of any man...or woman for that matter. I am in the position to ask, `What can you bring to the table?`" The man looked at her. Clearly he thought that she was referring to money. She quickly corrected his thought and stated, "I am not referring to money." I need something more. I need a man who is striving for perfection in every aspect of life." He sat back in his chair, folded his arms, and asked her to explain. She said, "I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection mentally because I need conversation and mental stimulation. I don`t need a simple-minded man. I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection spiritually because I don`t need to be unequally yoked...believers mixed with unbelievers is a recipe for disaster. I need a man who is striving for perfection financially because I don`t need a financial burden. I am looking for someone who is sensitive enough to understand what I go through as a woman, but strong enough to keep me grounded. I am looking for someone who I can respect. In order to be submissive, I must respect him. I cannot be submissive to a man who isn`t taking care of his business. I have no problem being submissive...he just has to be worthy. God made woman to be a helpmate for man. I can`t help a man if he can`t help himself." When she finished her spill, she looked at him. He sat there with a puzzled look on his face. He said, "You are asking a lot." She replied, "I`m worth a lot." I am an African I owe my being to the hills and the valleys, the mountains and the glades, the rivers, the deserts, the trees, the flowers, the seas and the ever-changing seasons that define the face of our native land. My body has frozen in our frosts and in our latter day snows. It has thawed in the warmth of our sunshine and melted in the heat of the midday sun. The crack and the rumble of the summer thunders, lashed by startling lightening, have been a cause both of trembling and of hope. The dramatic shapes of the Drakensberg, the soil-coloured waters of the Lekoa, iGqili noThukela, and the sands of the Kgalagadi, have all been panels of the set on the natural stage on which we act out the foolish deeds of the theatre of our day. At times, and in fear, I have wondered whether I should concede equal citizenship of our country to the leopard and the lion, the elephant and the springbok, the hyena, the black mamba and the pestilential mosquito. I owe my being to the Khoi and the San whose desolate souls haunt the great expanses of the beautiful Cape - they who fell victim to the most merciless genocide our native land has ever seen, they who were the first to lose their lives in the struggle to defend our freedom and dependence and they who, as a people, perished in the result. I am the grandchild of the warrior men and women that Hintsa and Sekhukhune led, the patriots that Cetshwayo and Mphephu took to battle, the soldiers Moshoeshoe and Ngungunyane taught never to dishonour the cause of freedom. Being part of all these people, and in the knowledge that none dare contest that assertion,I shall claim that I am an African! 
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