I am home alone tonight with my little one. My husband had to do some work....they scared that when we leave in 35 days! that he will get a job and then they wouldn't know what is going on at work.
I am sitting here my mother-in-law was here half an hour ago telling me about there one customer that was driving down Queen Street in JHB and he got to about 30-40 people striking or something. They started attacking his car. Now he drives a Jag. He rolled down a piece of his window and asked them....what do you want? What did i do? And the one guy said to him....."Get out you f**in rich white b*sterd and i will show you" and he showed a questor how he was going to slit his throat.
Now as i am sitting here trying to browes the internet at about 8 o'clock. I here these bangs...but it doesn't sound too close....and its hot so the fan is going and the back and front door is open. I have security gates and Electric fencing and panic buttons etc. Suddenly it sounds like it is right here. I feel the instant adrenalien rush...my heart beats in my throat. I run like before for the panic buttons. My son near the open front door wants to go see the guns shooting! I call him to the kitchen where i am on the floor trying to hold my hands steady as i am trying to phone.
The security eventually arrives and gives me a heart attack when they press the bell.
I told him...there is shooting around here and i am scared. "O, i also heard it. I think they are blasting those big crackers a few blocks form here".......speechless......"Well i don't think its crackers.....its too close" He promised to go look around the blocks.
CRACKERS!!!!!!
Thats what drained my adrenalin!
No wonder people smoke! No wonder woman struggle to fall pregnant or keep a pregnancy....because any sound makes you jump....gives you cold sweat!
I even like to rather sleep in the afternoon cause then at least one of us is a bit alert at night. Can people from other country's really understand the FEAR the ANGER the DEPRESSION that we have. When our own police force is raping and assaulting the people for no reason.
They hand deliver a selfone that was stolen in a taxi in about 4 hours! But if you phone for help....they eighter don't answer the phone or don't have a vehicle! We are refugees in my opinion.
It just go on....and the 35days that we have to go before we depart for NZ feels like a eternity. Trying to stay sain gets harder everyday. Let me go sit half on the couch and watch some tv with my little one.
PS: To sit half on a couch means with your head twisted in such a way that your one eyes are upon the doors and the other on the TV. And your one leg on the couch and the other in a direction to flee.
Please NZ give us that peace that we long for.......where our adrenalin wil not be exhausted.
