My Road to Adulthood

We stayed in Daveyton in 1967 at Ramza/Sdungeni intersection second house on the left when you leave the corner of Ramza.To me,it was a good life.We were the tenants sharing

with the owners.

Hhohlo was the owner's girl child who I asked  where the whereabouts of the school.She patiently guided me the way to school  and I

comprehended what she said.I went personally

to register  myself at Ntsikana Primary School.

The other information  is available from

vuyomakaula2.blogspot.com

The Topics  covered are

1974 Journey 8 Sept.2024

Turbulent Life of my Life 27 March 2024

My Real life 1.  26 Nov.2023

My Real life 2.  8   Dec.2023

My Real life 3.  21 Dec.2023

Turbulent of my life  27 03 2024

Turbulent of my life. 2 22/04/2024

Turbulent of my life. 3 23/04/2024

1974 Journey.            8/09/24

It summarises my REAL life.

Now,I would like to  outline the Relationship between me and my parents.

Thanks God,I was not aware about the hostile attitude of my parents.I will just mention the core events which shaped my life.

I. In 1975 -1977 I was literally "forgotten" by my parents.I have  to look  for place to stay at Mlimi,

where I was helped by Jerry Monareng at Mahushu West of White River.I was given R20.00

where I should buy  food,candles, paraffin and carry some to school.Mrs Mlimi  who gave me a grace of not paying the rent.

There was a debt from local shop where the Owner would budge at anytime and take to my mum which was more than 100km away.He used to utter all sorts of intimidations to me.

I was at the mercy of that Shop Owner.

1978-1979

I was at Sidlamafa Secondary School.

My father was  at the highest GBV which affected me my school performance.The worst scenario,it was when I was writing the matric exams.

The day  before I wrote  my matric exam,my father

coerced me to slaughter one of his pigs.It was a momentous work where I was supposed to boil water with big container then scrap the hairy skin

 body which took more  2hrs and it was around 18h:00 then I had to cut the head and slice the body and I took out the lungs and heart where I had to chop the body into pieces and cook it.

When Mum shouted "Vuyo is writing final exams".

The neighbour broke with laughter.

The whole of that  exam session my mum was beaten until at the end of the exams.

The matric results came and the results were poor.I passed the exam with poor symbols.

Fortunately,I was admitted at Mgwenya Teachers

College.

My life in my teaching  profession was a nightmare.In 1986 I was "roasted" where lies were sprode that I was  bewitching my colleagues and the children shouted "Witch Teacher" "Witch Teacher" Witch Teacher"

One brave teacher in the middle of the night came to my window outside and said"We were given the strategy by his parents to bewitch him.We are supported by his parents".

That annoyed me.

In the following weekend,I was at home and asked my mum about I heard from the teachers.

Instead she called my brother who was very furious.My brother,Monwabisi from another Mum

was asked by my real Mum whether,Monwabisi

could help her to get "Demoniac Power to cut me short"He wanted a concrete reason why  she needed such powers.What was the Big issue which I did.Monwabisi said she was not clear.

Actual there was no reason.

There were three cars in the family which were Passat,Toyota 1.6 and Camry which I was not allowed to drive any even when I had legimate car 

licence.My mum said that I will drive my own cars

not hers.I needed  a transport since my family was growing.

I moved yearly from Sidlamafa,Radio Swazi,Bonginhlanhla,Sitintile,Mdzabu where the Witch story started,Gedlembane (2 years),Khaliphani(5 years),Chief Charles secondary School (24 years)

At  home   my youngest  brother married a second wife who had 5 children and he got  one boy from that marriage.My mum was getting older.

So the new wife of my youngest brother was given

"certain powers" to do whatever she wants in the family.

Our lives did not improve.

There were observations which I made:

1.His sister-in-law stayed around the town.

2.The National Road passed just 1km where I stayed.

3 It has been 10 years not visiting me.

So, my suspicions were 

1.My brother partnered with my  parents.

2.When my father passed away In paid all the expenses of moving the corpse to  Gauteng and transferred to Eastern Cape at Mt.Frere (KwaBhaca)

3.I cancelled  my investments and made loans in order to augment the funeral costs.

The only contribution which I remember it was for food include 4 sheep and two cows.

Another sensitive information 

-I tried to explain the Mdzabu nightmare he laughed.

-the knew that I had a wrong birthdate from my government Reference book.My question is,how did he know because I had never tell him.

I would have understood he mentioned the right birthdate.So knowing the wrong birthdate to me

meant he had illegal access of my  documents from the employer.

I also suspect that he wanted to know more about my qualifications and what I have achieved.

When I visited my sister,her girl child shouted with joy "Here is uncle"next  to her there was a young man of mid 30s,he giggled response from the house which meant derivative connotations.To me there was an undermining word or statement.

We entered into her sitting room.We waited for 20  minutes.After those minutes,she came from the kitchen.

My younger brother used to visit her regularly.

What can you learn from this post?

1.There's no challenge which  can overcome you.

2.Put God First

3.Patience is one of the pillars of life.

4.Determination is a golden point.

5.Dont be swayed around.

6.Have a belief that you cannot be shaken