Celebrating MyLady Ntle

Every woman is a catalyst for any little girl to become the same, to answer the question of what will be the consequences of her name.

Our Ntle is full of energy and verve, she holds her head high because of her open and honest approach to life, the way her humility and compassionate nature is a necessary thing. Her dignity and strength, her pure ESSENCE are the consequences to her name.
With each passing day you bloom with grace and finesse because you share your blessings of love with those around you. Your way of life helps us understand the full extent of your womanhood and love.

We celebrate you today MyLady – Ntle, for your impact driven life.

Inspiring Reflections

The UCT GSB hosts an annual conference for the Women in Business; the latest held on the 17th August 2018. It is always a privilege to attend events like these as one never leaves empty handed. The line-up of speakers is always outstanding and they speak on various topics under one theme.
The theme for this year was From Passion to Action. The theme was so relevant for us, we’re young and bursting with creativity and vibrancy. There’s always that one thing though… procrastination, self-doubt, whatever it is, always lurking in the background ensuring you don’t take that step of action forward.  With our Passion brimming from within –  we can’t contain it – we just need that push so that everything is in place to take the first step.
As one of the speakers present, Mimi Kalinda centred on the single most powerful weapon – your story. Your story is what sustains you – this story is your WHY. Why you do what you do, why this is your passion. She says through telling the story you let it inspire others so that they buy into your vision. Talk about who you are, what you bring in the room, what you’ve been through; speak it in an authentic manner. What is the impact and what you want your audience to do with your story (Call to action).
Now the issue comes when you struggle to get the platform to communicate your story because you are prejudged as you enter the room.
Prof Mamokgethi Phakeng ( Vice Chancellor – UCT) spoke intently on this and went to the heart of the matter that this is an even bigger struggle when you’re a woman and black, it doesn’t help either when you’re of a small frame(lol). The crux of it being if I don’t show you, you won’t give me the opportunity to tell you. Therefore she needed something that announces her presence before she even entered the room.
By her admission, this came from a place of insecurity (especially coming from a previously disadvantaged background) but she used this as an ally. To push herself to work harder, to achieve the unimaginable, it also helps her to be comfortable with who she is.
As a result owning the insecurity and being able to use it to her advantage and not use it as a crutch and an excuse to not achieve anything. Her being aware of “what it is”, the status quo, she works to qualify (2 Tim 2:15) and not be ashamed. She wanted to prove that she could do it and do it well.
She spoke about the beautiful burden of having been the “first” to achieve certain things in the country and took it upon herself to ensure she’s not the last, and used her opportunities to change the way things are. She did not wait or ask for people to support her initiatives; rather than complain about what other people must do, she got started because it was her passion.
So MyLady as Prof said it so eloquently, change makers take on the responsibility to do things; they do not hand over the responsibility to other people when they see what needs to be done. There’s no time for excuses; no “if only this was in place”. They make things happen – from Passion to Action.
We will be sharing some of Prof’s quotes in this women’s month and hope you’ll be inspired.

Yimbokodo Leyo -the stares of Mama

…And in time, her life’s story will tell a tale.

Of the million gallant stars

That lit up the winter of cold Apartheid’s darkest nights.

Any day her eyes dared to stare the sun

With valour as she defied heat of the sun.

Rays dropped tears

They darted down the gorgeous and gorges of her African cheeks

Like many peaceful streams of rivers

Full of life they reached the ground

Not to disappear in sand

But to water the tree of freedom.

Yes, to fire up the youth and the oppressed

The darkest winter cold of Apartheid never saw it coming

It was frozen in time.

The foolishness of the designs of the system and misdeeds laid bare.

Yimbokodo ke leyo.

 

…and in time, her story will tail a tale.

Of the million stars of stares of women long before 1956.

That dared the patriarchy that condemned them into invisibility.

The irony of a system that sees the visible in order to blind.

Throughout time, the unseen and unsung heroines stared the future with vision.

In sight, was the dream of an African child still and born. Born to be free.

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…And in time the tale will tell a tale.

Of one who cast a shadow over the African sun

To project a rebirth

Humming dreams of freedom.

 

In her tales of times

The repugnant regime of racism and oppression could only arrest her toes.

Her presence loomed larger

Larger than banning orders, solitary confinement and exploitation.

 

She tortured the system.

Terrified and it finally fell

And from it’s womb a new dawn emerged

To stare at the daring future.

 

…And in times of freedom

Trying times of transition

She could wither the storms of vilification and isolation still.

She could stand between school and taxi violence in the dusty streets.

 

She tailed on the tales of daring young women and the latter day hashtag movements.

Still casting a shadow of love, valour and Winnningfred!

 

All the while the tale was telling a story.

It was a story of love

Wrapped in match sticks, gem stones and petrol bombs.

All the while, she told a story that said: peace be still.

 

It was umzamo.

It is still umzamo.

It will forever be umzamo.

It will always be Nomzamo.

 

A tale of a darer

A tailor of vision

A tower of wisdom

Never a deserter

Even in her still shadow

That overcasts the feeble dark cloud

We remain defiant and undefeated.

 

…And in time, the tale of her life will be told.

It will be daring.

It will be staring at the sun any day.

 

With valour daring the tears of the sun.

Ray tears down the gorgeous and gorges of her African cheeks.

To the sand they grounded

Not to disappear in the San’s sand.

The foolishness of the system

Misdeeds laid bare!

 

That time is now.

That tale is timeless.

 

Yimbokodo ke leyo.

Ungayilokothi…

 

David Maimela

April 3, 2018

I AM ZUKILE R ‘alias Zakes Khulu’ MATAKANE

It couldn’t have been otherwise for there is  none like her…. The day itself could not accommodate her majestic history…
A time of awakening, revelation and introspection.  With the passing of Mam’Winnie and having listened to many who have shared their opinions and messages of condolences has made me sooo aware of my own limited thinking and ways.
Lebo Mashile said yesterday that “we need to be committed lifelong to the work of not just recording our stories but the stories of our mothers of our grandmothers of the women who have influenced us and impacted  our lives because without that it means that our legacies are left in the hands of people who hate us literally.”
The preservation of ones history is not a matter  to be taken lightly. It has the fibre, the DNA of who you are as a person. When you recognise that, even when you’re wondering and lost you can draw from that wealth and remember who you are.
Mam’Winnie knew she was the princess of Pondoland a beautiful black Xhosa women ( Aahh Nobandla!), that was ingrained in her and was not going to be swayed from that. Her truth was not going to bow down to power.
We’ve been saying “I am Winnie”, do we fully comprehend the depth of that? I for one want to explore it.
Few can break the shackles of the master …. A handful can look the monster in the eye.. Not all would lay their lives for the life of the nation
For now I’ll say “I am of the people” of Nomzamo Winifred Madikizela Mandela.
I am also of the people of Zukile R ‘alias Zakes Khulu’ Matakane.
I AM ZUKILE R MATAKANE.
I’ll start with recording My personal history…✊

International Women’s Day

Day 8 – What are you afraid to ask for? What do you need to speak up about?

There’s inspiration in the air today.. We are celebrating International Women’s day.

There has been various activities and demonstrations in various places, one in particular that resonates with most women without regard to divisions, whether national, ethnic, linguistic, cultural, economic or political it is the #MeToo movement.

One of it’s co-founders describes it as: “The start of a larger conversation and a movement for radical community healing.” It is about giving people a voice, to empower women through empathy, especially young and vulnerable women.

The movement has elevated the global consciousness surrounding the obstacles women encounter in their daily lives, both personal and professional.

With Day 8 of 31 the question is WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID TO ASK FOR? WHAT DO YOU NEED TO SPEAK UP ABOUT?

My Lady, seize the moment speak up.