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Melissa Greeff

FIDE has recognised the achievements of Melissa Greeff [15] by indicating that she will be awarded the prestigious title of International Woman Grandmaster.CONGRATULATIONS Melissa!! You do us PROUD!  Baie Geluk, Melissa, ons het hiervoor gewag, ons het eintlik geweet jy’s  reeds ‘n Grandmaster, ons het slegs vir die aankondiging gewag! We already knew you were one… we’ve been waiting for the announcement only!! [news:official site: chessa.co.za]

You can see her Fide profile on this link. The link will open in a new window.

Click on this link this link to see her games during the “First Saturday” tournament in Budapest and on this link to play through her games interactively on chessgames and 365chess. Links will open in a new window.

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Melissa – 15 year old student in her school uniform- photo:

herschel.org.za/news/senior-news/165/check-mate

Melissa vs Groetz

Melissa vs Groetz at the Arctic Chess Challenge

The same time, congratulations to the Springboks! You are still my heroes when it comes to rugby!

The following message from Jennifer Shahade  to Melissa:

Nikita: Send my congrats to WGM Greef! Her family was so hospitable when I was in SA, hope to visit again sometime soon.

[message on her site: jennifershahade.com]

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seemeeu

Ek wonder –

-of die Onderwysbiblioteek op die hoek van Skinner- en van der Waltstraat nog bestaan? En indien nie, het hulle geskuif of toegemaak? Die gebou was ‘n skool –  genoem “Die Staatsmodelskool”. Dit was gesluit gedurende die Boere-oorlog en as ‘n tronk gebruik. Churchill was nog daar as gevangene aangehou!  Daar het ek menige dae gespandeer om die mooiste opvoedkundige videos uit te neem. Daar het ek menige uur gespandeer op soek na bronne vir verdere studies. Hier het ek ook menige stukkende boeke kom aflewer wat herbind moes word of selfs boeke wat geskenk was wat eers deur ‘n span vakkenners gelees moes word en goedgekeur moes word voordat dit in ‘n skoolmediasentrum opgeneem kon word. Slegs goedgekeurde boeke met goedkeuringsnommers kon vir skole aangekoop word. Ek wonder of hulle nog boeke goedkeur! en of skole nou net mag aankoop wat hulle wil. Ek het natuurlik 10 boeke op my X-rak gehad en my medialeiers het geweet dat die X-boeke eintlik nie daar mag wees nie en ons sou dit vinnig in my stoortjie laat verdwyn het as daar inspeksie sou wees. Twee sulke X-boeke was: Die rooihuid in die kassie en Koningskind!

Dan: Die Nasionale Filmoteek – bestaan hulle nog? Dis juis hier waar ons video’s kon uitneem – oor elke denkbare onderwerp en hulle het gedurig nuwe video’s bygekry en hul katalogusse opgedateer.

-of die Onderwysmuseum nog bestaan? Ek dink dit was in Prellerstraat…ek’s nie seker nie. Dit was ‘n baie klein huisie op die terrein van die ou Onderwyskollege in Sunnyside. Die kollege het later na Groenkloof geskuif  en is ook intussen by Tukkies geinkorporeer.

– of die “piesangskil” nog in Sunnyside is – waar dit op die terrein van die ou Onderwyskollege was. Daar het ons baie keer as eerstejaars bymekaar gekom omdat almal geweet het waar die “piesangskil” was. Die “piesangskil” was ‘n monument, reg voor die saal van die Kollege. Dit was in die vorm van ‘n piesang met ‘n “skil”.

-of daar nog na die studente van die OK verwys word as die “Drie Lelies Laer” …haha..ek dink net ouens wat daar gestudeer het sal nou weet waarvan ek praat…op die wapen van die Kollege was drie varkoorlelies…moet nou nie dat ek meer verduidelik nie.

– of mev Rabie en mnr Schutte nog leef? Mnr Schutte was so lief vir die woord “inligtingsontploffing” en mev Rabie het my vreeslik geinspireer met haar liefde vir kinderboeke en hoe sy opgewonde kon raak as ons resensies moes doen en die kriteria bespreek het waaraan ‘n goeie kinderboek moes voldoen en al daardie pryswennerboeke wat ons moes ken! Linda, een van die studente in my groep kon vreeslik geirriteerd raak met mev Rabie, ek wonder waar is Linda vandag! [hehe]

-wat van dr Van der Merwe geword het. Ons liewe Sielkunde dosent in my tweede jaar wat die hele klas se name presies onthou net. Hy het die eerste les by die een kant van die klas begin en jy moes jou naam slegs een keer sê. Na die laaste persoon het hy weer voor begin en hy het almal se name van begin tot einde onthou! Dan, ons Sielkunde dosent in my derde jaar! Sy naam kan ek nie onthou nie, maar hy het voor in die klas gestaan en na ‘n kolletjie agter in die klas gestaar en op een toon die hele tyd gepraat. Die mans het dan – na “row call” – almal een-vir-een oorgeskuif na die ry by die deur en so een-een uitgeglip en die les geslip! Sies! manne! Ons meisie-studente het gesit en giggel en kon nie glo dat hulle so iets sou waag nie..ons was te papbroekig! en die ou het voor in die klas gestaan en voort gebabbel asof hy van geen sout of water weet nie.

wanneer ek met my liewe skoolwerk gaan begin, want ek soek elke nou en dan ‘n rede om iets anders te doen! Ek wonder sommer oor baie dinge!! Hierdie lysie is maar ‘n sandkorreltjie van my gedagtes!

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It is today, 25th August, 4 months before Christmas. These pictures about soft toys were taken in London with my old Olympus and it was taken in a haste, so I do apologise for the poor quality. I had permission from the shop owner to take photos in this cute little shop, but you don’t want to bother other people by taking too long. I wonder if you can see the red giraffes and cows. The cows are on the left. I think the blue spotted animals are also giraffes. Do you think children get confused when looking at a blue giraffe and then suddenly, when spotting the giraffe in its natural environment wonder why it’s not red or blue? Then there’s lots of explaining to do…why not getting the child the animal in its natural colours straight from the start in order for them to learn straight away what the animals really look like. It’s like using baby-language and all sorts of jargon when talking to your todler and later on, you have to teach them the proper words again…double work, if you ask me and your todler get confused all the way. That’s my opinion. The same way your child’s general knowledge expands faster than other children’s. Think of a deprived child, sitting between 4 walls all day and never see those animals in their natural environment. I can use other examples too.

On the next image you can see some of my soft toys in the right corner. I love soft toys, but mostly bears.

samaritan's purse

November is the month for people to fill and deliver their shoe boxes for Operation Christmas box”. Maybe, if you have too many soft toys, you can think of filling your shoe box and add some of them in those boxes.

Ek het op die link van die Samaritan’s Purse gaan loer, hulle werk ook in SA, maar nie op hierdie manier van die skoenbokse nie. Is daar nie iemand in SA wat vir ons kindertjies daar so iets wil begin nie? Kerke kan die voortou neem en jy kan selfs by skole aanklop en hulle kan ‘n versamelpunt vir die kerke wees om dit af te haal soos by baie Laerskole hier in Engeland. Daar is spesifikasies vir seuns-bokse en meisie-bokse en hulle is baie streng daarop om geen speelgoed in te pak wat gevaarlik is of lyk soos wapens nie. Dis nogal pret om so iets te doen en dit voel dat jy darem vir kinders wat minder gegoed is iets beteken. Ek kan net dink aan die kindertjies in Danville en ander soortgelyke plekke in SA wat te bly sal wees om so ‘n skoenboks te ontvang!

 
Please click HERE for the site of the Samaritan’s Purse and for specifications on how to pack a shoe box.

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horse rock

Use your imagination and you will see chess pieces- haha. I can see a King and a Knight and maybe a few dead pawns. Click on this google image link to see more images from the places in Chile  where this image comes from. If you click on page 1 on this link, you will see this particular image.

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chess lord of the rings

Lord of the Rings chess set

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Winnie the Pooh-chess set.

Sometimes you can get kids into chess if they play with themes-based chess sets. Little ones find it funny.  I’ve found a few. These are chess sets with themes based on story book tales and other fictional literature. Please click here to view more or to order one of these sets. On the left bar – of this link – you can click on ‘themed chess sets’ to view even more.

I’ve done an entry about chess in the movies before. On this link you can read my entry about chess in the movies. More than 1700 movies have used chess and it seems to me the movies do love chess! On this link you can read about the chess game in “Alice through the looking glass” and also read about Alice in Wonderland..the real Alice too. On my Chess Humour-page, you can see Steve McQueen and Faye Danaway in the famous chess scene from the movie: The Thomas Crown affair, 1968.

Martie Preller is an Afrikaans writer. I don’t have to say too much about her as you can only look at all her awards and know that she’s one of South Africa’s brilliant writers of fiction in Afrikaans as well as in English. She has published more than 50 books – the titles are on her website too. She also has written the Balkie-series, a very popular series in South Africa available in English too. She has sent me some scanned images from her books where chess is featured. Her own son is also a chess player. I have for you some extracts from her books and in particular from an English story too. This story hasn’t been published as yet and she’s hoping to find an overseas publisher willing to publish her book. The title of the story is: “The face of Ilev”. Near to the end in this story you read about chess.

Please click here for Martie Preller’s website.

Awards
1994: Silver Sanlam Award for Youth Literature for Anderkantland
1996: ATKV Children’s Book Award for Daar’s ‘n spook in my kas
1996: ATKV Children’s Book Award for Jy en Toetenkat
1996: C.P. Hoogenhout Medal for Anderkantland
1996: Sanlam Award for Youth Literature for In die tyd van die Esob
1998: In die tyd van die Esob is added to the Honours Role of IBBY (International Board on  Books for Young People)
1999: Runner-up in competition for short fiction (De Kat & Human & Rousseau)
2001: Alba Bouwer Award for Children’s Books for Die Balkieboek
2002: ATKV Children’s Book Award for Die Balkieboek
2003: Tienie Holloway Medal for Babalela and Lisa het ‘n plan
2004: M.E.R Award for Children’s Literature for Ek is Simon
2006: Tienie Holloway Medal for Diep, diep in ‘n donker bos 

Die hart van Zeebak

Die hart van Zeebak

I have copied Martie’s quotes as  sent to me. Some in Afrikaans, some in English. Please visit her website for more information and her CV in both languages.

Hart van Zeebak:
Ferdinand en Ben is ‘n tweeling en na ‘n ongeluk is Ben verstandelik gestrem. Ben was die uitblinker en Ferdinand die stiller ou. Na Ben se ongeluk, ignoreer al die maats ens hom natuurlik en skielik is Ferdinand baie belangrik vir almal ens ens. NOU is hy cool.  En hy voel ook hy moet “opmaak” vir Ben wat nou niks meer kan doen nie ens. Ferdinand probeer deal deur met sy fiets in die bosveld te gaan ry ipv om soos sy maats na matriek see toe te gaan. Toe beland hy in die dorpie – waar hy skaak speel en leandra hom kom weglok na ‘n ander planeet. Later kom hy weer terug. Praat weer met die ou man ens. Dus gaan dit eintlik oor skaak en die manier van speel en keuses ens. As ‘n beeld van die lewe ens.

Bladsy 19 – Die hart van Zeebak

“Hy kyk om hom. ‘n Paar tafeltjies met verbleikte rooi-en-wit geruite tafeldoeke. By ‘n tafeltjie in ‘n hoek sit ‘n ou man met ‘n skaakstel klaar uitgepak op ‘n skaakbord voor hom. Die ou man kyk na hom, glimlag en beduie met sy kop na die skaakstel. Hoekom lyk hy so bekend? wonder Ferdinand.

-nog skaakverwysings kan op bladsye 96-101 gevind word.

Zeebak 18,19

Zeebak 20,21

 Zeebak 95

These 3 images are scanned images from her Afrikaans story: Die hart van Zeebak. [The heart of Zeebak]- click on the images for a larger view.

Summary of Esob in IBBY’s catalogus:

“In die tyd van die Esob (In the Time of the Evil) is a science-fiction novel set somewhere in the future after the collapse of civilization.
Against the backdrop of a technocratic regime ma¬nipulated by an evil, coldblooded man and his android minions, each of four young people strives to be the win-ner in a competition that tests their physical, mental and survival skills. The main protagonist, Nina, takes the reader with her on an odyssey of shifting realities and transmuting landscapes that test her belief in reality, the meaning of existence and herself. It is a harsh and frustrating journey during which she has to learn to discern good from evil. In a time of unnatural colonization and brainwashing she has to learn the meaning and value of human emotions.
The book celebrates the strength and endurance of the human spirit. It is structured in a post modernistic way by means of a multi-layered perspective as three different narrators who may or may not be the same person, narrate the story.”

Extract:

THE FACE OF ILEV

by

Martie Preller

– a free translation of
“In die tyd van die Esob”
(In the time of the Esob)
by the author
* “Bose” is the Afrikaans word for “evil” – I spelled it backwards in the original text. The “Esob” is a character in the story. As I could not use “evil” spelled backwards in English, I used the word “Ilev” as the name of this character.
© Martie Preller 2005

We all knew that we were the chosen ones. What we did not know was that that year would be different. Completely different from all previous years.

I knew Daniel, Leonard and Matilda well. I knew their weak points. We had lived together for three years. We had lived and learnt.

The competition in die Training School was fierce. Only the best came out on top. In the first year, there were forty candidates, the next year only twenty and the final year, there were only ten and of those ten, it was undisputed that Daniel, Leonard, Matilda and I would be chosen. We were the best by far.

But the formal announcement had not been made yet. Perhaps I should start my story there: on the day that Zufar and Zandra did the announcement: the day of the fiery red sun.

*****

The amphitheatre glowed in the rays of the red sun. Our two pale round moons hung just above the two dark brown pillars of Odgo, one moon on each side of the entrance to the amphitheatre. The invited guests filled all the seats. The uninvited had to watch the ceremony on their screens.

The Winners of the previous years sat in the front row. They were wearing their red cloaks over their grey tunic suits This was the day, the long-awaited day.

Everyone was quiet. Our people never spoke unless it was necessary. We, the ten of our final year, stood behind the stage waiting for Zufar and Zandra to start the ceremony. We did not speak either, because there was nothing to say.

Daniel kept on throwing his cloak back over his shoulder. Leonard looked as if he was listening to a silent voice, his head slightly turned, with a frown on his face. Matilda was fiddling with her cloak’s tassels. The other six were just standing there. They would not exchange their grey cloaks for white ones. And they knew it.

The drums started rolling. It started as a soft murmur that grew and grew until it filled the amphitheatre with a sound so loud that it filled your head completely and then the drums waned until everything was quiet again. Zufar’s deep voice boomed through the amphitheatre. He talked in his usual staccato way. He irritated me today. When I was young, he was so impressive. Now he was just Zufar.

Then it was Zandra’s turn to speak. Her drawl would not let go of the words as if she wanted to keep them to herself. Her face was half hidden behind a turban that she wore low over her forehead. Zufar and Zandra were reciting the opening words. They too were Winners, long ago and were wearing their red cloaks.

The single shrill note of a trumpet called us to the stage. Everybody’s eyes were fixed on us. It was like that every year. Every year everybody already knew who would be chosen, but still they had to hear it officially from Zufar and Zandra.

We took up our seats in the front row. The trumpets tore the sky with the song of our people. But it was a song without words.

Zufar and Zandra announced our names one by one. Nina. Daniel. Matilda. Leonard. We stepped forward to receive our white cloaks. The silence in the amphitheatre was neutral. I never knew whether they cared or not.

Back in our seats, we dropped the grey cloaks and slung our white cloaks around our shoulders.

The drums rolled again and then the ceremony was over. Tomorrow would be our final preparation day.
———-end of extract of the story from the start.

—-near to the end.
“But now I have a problem.” He suddenly sat upright. “ Do you know the game of chess? No, of course you won’t. It dates from our pre-history. But in the game, you have a white queen and a black queen. But the problem is, although I have really enjoyed talking to you, I am now stuck with two blond queens, and the one will have to go, unfortunately. You have no chance against the other Nina. She is the better of you in all aspects, so I choose her. And I decided that Nina and Daniel would take over the city. A new ruler would be introduced. Nina, with Daniel at her side. But of course not, this Daniel.” He smiled. “And Nina would go down in the annals as the Queen who ruled with an iron fist.” He smiled again. “Now isn’t that a fitting description of Android-Nina?” he asked.

He was right. I stood no chance against Android-Nina. But I can put my hands around Ilev’s throat and squeeze the life out of him.

“And just in case you think you can do something to me, Nina,” he read my thoughts again. “I took precaution. There is a special code that only I know, that must be fed to the Master-Computer every thirty minutes. If that doesn’t happen, the Master-Computer is programmed to destroy the city and all its inhabitants immediately.”
Balkie

Balkie, a character that features in the Balkie-series written by Martie. This series is available in English and Afrikaans – you can view it on her website.

Babalela

Babalela Kensington

When you click on “Op die Internet” [on the internet] -on Martie’s webpage,  you will find an Afrikaans newspaper article about Babalela’s travels in London.

babalela andries maritz

Babalela in one of the books as illustrated by andriesmaritz.blogspot.com

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If you click on this image, (it is an animated image), you will see the covers of about 7 more books written by Martie. It does take a second or two for the animation to change, so please have patience.

Die storie agter die storie van Vandag is nie gister nie

Ek het jare gelede begin wonder wat het van die karakters geword wat reeds hulle stories met my gedeel het in bestaande publikasies. Ek was seker hulle is daar êrens (in ’n storie-dimensie?) waar hullle voortgaan met hulle lewens. Ek was reg! Hulle het my weer gekry en het weer ’n stuk van hulle lewens met my gedeel. Hulle het natuurlik net ouer geword, soos ons almal, daarom is hierdie ’n roman vir volwassenes.
Die volgende karakters kom weer in Vandag is nie gister nie voor. Al die publikasies is huidig (Augustus, 2009) nog in druk.

Nina, Daniël, Matilda en Leonard

Nina, Daniël, Matilda en Leonard is die hoofkarakters in In die tyd van die Esob (Tafelberg, 1996).

“Die uitsonderlike Afrikaanse jeugboek kan kompeteer met sy Europese en Amerikaanse eweknieë.”
Uca Eiselen

Dit het in 1996 die Sanlamprys vir Jeuglektuur gewen en is in 1997 opgeneem in die IBBY Ererol (International Board on Books for Young People).

Sanlam-prysaanbeveling- op Martie se webbladsy

Die woorde in die tweede paragraaf van die gedeelte wat ek aanhaal uit Petra Grütter se Sanlam-prysaanbeveling vir In die tyd van die Esob het soms by my bly spook:

“’n Mens wil nie te veel van die boek self verklap nie, want dis ’n werklik uitdagende teks, wat ook van die keurders vereis het om hulle dinkmasjientjies in te stel vir nuutlees. ’n Boek soos die verstel die verwagtinge binne die hele jeugboekletterkunde – dit is baken leeswerk.
Wat ’n mens wel kan sê, is dat onvolkomenheid en voorlopigheid ook hier ’n rol speel – want die sentrale karakter, wat ook die wenner word, is ’n onvolkome persoonlikheid, en die getekende skryfster van die boek, wat uiteindelik ook in die teks manifesteer, laat ’n duidelike aanwysing na dat die teks ook nog nie klaar is nie. Dis ’n voorlopige verslag oor ’n buitengewone gebeurtenis, dinamies onvoltooid.”       
Ek het in 2000 vir ’n groep leerders by Linden Hoërskool in Johannesburg storiemaakklasse gegee. Hulle het ’n jaar of wat vantevore In die tyd van die Esob in die skool behandel en wou by my antwoorde hê, soos byvoorbeeld: Watter Nina het regtig die boek geskryf? Ek het natuurlik nie antwoorde gehad nie. Hoe moet ek weet? Nou het ek vir hulle ’n antwoord, waar hulle ookal nou mag wees – Nina in Vandag is nie gister nie móét nog In die tyd van die Esob skryf . . .

Ek weet nog steeds nie presies wat Petra bedoel het daarmee nie, maar dit het gevoel asof daar dalk nog iets moes kom – maar wat? In die tyd van die Esob was definitief “voltooid.”


Aanhalings uit In die tyd van die Esob

Bladsy 9

Dit het alles gebeur in die tyd van die Esob. Ons het almal geweet wie gekies sou word, maar wat ons nie geweet het nie, was dat daardie jaar anders sou wees, anders as al die vorige jare. Ek het Daniël en Leonard en Matilda geken. Ek het ge¬weet wat hulle swak punte was. Op slot van sake het ons drie jaar lank saam gebly en geleer.
Die kompetisie in die leerskool was straf. Net die bestes het bo uitgekom. Na die eerste jaar is die aanvanklike veertig kandidate uitgedun tot twintig, en die laaste jaar was ons net tien. En almal het geweet dat ek, Daniël, Leonard en Matilda die bestes sou wees. Miskien sal dit goed wees om ons storie daar te begin, by die dag toe Zufar en Zandra die aankondiging gedoen het, die dag van die rooison.

Bladsy 96

Die skrywer sit haar woordverwerker af en staan stram op. Sy kyk deur die venster. Dis laatmiddag; die reën is verby. “Kom, Leonard. Matilda!” roep sy haar twee steekhaarbrakkies. Hulle kom aangehuppel. Sy sit hulle halsbandjies aan. Sy sluit die voordeur oop. Die hondjies storm uit en trek haar agter hulle aan. Sy lei hulle veilig oor die straat. Die promenade is verlate. Die reën het seker die gebruiklike stappers weggehou
Sy stap af totdat sy die branders kan sien breek op die blinkswart rotse. Dan loop sy aan met die breë sement- paadjie. Daar sien sy horn sit. Op hulle bankie. Sy gaan sit langs hom. Hy glimlag. Twee middeljarige mense op ’n bankie langs die see.
“Is jou boek klaar?” vra hy.
“Amper.”
Sy dink aan toe sy jonk was en hoe deurmekaar alles gevoel net. En sy dink aan hoe deurmekaar alles nou nog is. Wysheid en ouderdom loop nie noodwendig hand aan hand nie.
“’n Mens sien nie met jou oë nie, maar met jou hart,” sê sy.
“Is dit waaroor jou boek gaan?”
“Ek wens ek het geweet . . . Miskien,” sê sy na ’n rukkie. “’n Mens sien nie met jou oë nie, maar met jou hart,” herhaal sy. “Ek dink ek het dit êrens gelees.”
Sy kyk na die grys wolke wat swaar oor die see hang en wonder of iemand haar ook uitgedink het.

Ferdinand Daniël en Ben

Ferdinand Daniël en Ben kom albei voor in Die hart van Zeebak (Tafelberg, 2004). Ferdinand is die hoofkarakter wat probeer vrede maak met wat die ongeluk aan Ben gedoen het.
Die boek was in 2005 op beide die M-Net-boekprys (kort formaat) en die MER-prys vir kinder- en jeuglektuur se kortlyste.
Toe die storie van Vandag is nie gister nie begin bymekaar kom, het ek skielik besef dat Ferdinand se Leandra, op wie hy so verlief was in Die Hart van Zeebak besonder baie soos Nina in In die tyd van die Esob lyk, dus, natuurlik was Daniël se name Ferdinand Daniël en ná sy ervaring op Zeebak, het hy verkies om Daniël genoem te word . . .

Resensie van Die Hart van Zeebak in Die Burger: 8 Januarie 2005 deur Mariana Loots

Stel jou voor jou stoutste droom word waar. Die een droom wat jy geweet het nie ’n kans het om waar te word nie. Dit is presies wat met Ferdinand Basson gebeur. Bergaf met sy fiets bevind hy hom een laatmiddag skielik op ’n misterieuse dorp, misterieus en stil.
Hier daag ’n eksentrieke inwoner hom tot ’n potjie skaak, maar iets trek sy aandag: Wie is die pragtige blonde meisie wat hom bly ontglip?
Die Hart van Zeebak is ’n boeiende wetenskap- fiksie-verhaal vir tieners rondom 17 jaar. Die hoofkarakter, Ferdinand, was pas klaar met sy matriek eksamen toe hy deur Leandra, ’n inwoner van Zeebak, na ’n ander dimensie ontvoer word. Maar nie alles is pluis nie. Hoekom is daar so baie dinge wat hom aan sy tweelingbroer, Ben, herinner, voor en ná die ongeluk? En waarheen verdwyn die ou oom en tante by wie hy loseer bedags?
Benewens die nagmerries wat Ferdinand teister, bly volg ’n robot hom en ten spyte van al sy vrae, steek Leandra steeds iets vir hom weg. Daar is egter nie tyd om behoorlik oor hierdie dinge te tob nie: iemand moet Nimron en Supremus se bose planne stuit.
Die skrywer, Martie Preller, bied hierdie bildungsroman op kenmerkende wyse aan: ’n jong held moet verskeie (werklik en nie-so-werklike) hindernisse oorkom om dit waarvoor hy bestem is te bereik. Die roman staan veral uit vanweë die keurige taalgebruik. Preller skram nie weg van die moderne woordeskat nie, maar boet geensins die ryke tradisie van die Afrikaanse taaljuwele in nie. Die aanbod en verloop van die verhaal herinner aan een van Preller se vorige romans, In die tyd van die Esob (1996) Laasgenoemde speel ook in ’n surrealistiese werklikheid af en soos dit hoort, oorwin die goeie uiteindelik die slegte.
Die Hart van Zeebak is ’n opwindende, aksiebelaaide jeugroman wat te midde van alles wat gebeur ook onder die oppervlak kyk.
Deur Ferdinand se ervaringe sien lesers hoe om ook dieper dinge te hanteer, selfs al voel dit deel van ’n ander wêreld. Weer eens ’n roman met die Preller-gehaltemerk.

Aanhaling uit Die Hart van Zeebak

Bladsy 43

“Meneer,” begin hy, “het ons nie vanmiddag skaak gespeel nie?”
Die ou man kyk hom uitdrukkingloos aan. “Jong man,” sê hy. “Daar is baie werklikhede. Hierdie is maar een van hulle. Hy glimlag byna onmerkbaar, steek sy hand uit en streel oor die houtmasker. Wat bedoel hy? Baie werklikhede? Ferdinand wil ’n halfmiljoen vrae vra, en tog kan hy nie aan een dink nie. Wat is dit met hom? Dis sy. Dis die flippen alien wat hom so deurmekaar het. Hy is meteens doodmoeg, asof hy van baie, baie ver gekom het.
“Ek is nou net op pad bed toe,” sê die ou man. “Kom, laat ek jou wys waar jy kan slaap.” Hy stap na die kombuisdeel van die vertrek en haal ’n dik wit kers uit ’n kas en druk dit in ’n diep erdeblaker op die kas. Hy loop met die kers na die brandende fakkel en kantel die kers in die vlamme om dit aan te steek. Dit voel vir Ferdinand asof die ou man die een of ander ritueel uitvoer. Hy doen alles so stadig en presies. Dan flikker die dik wit kers onafhanklik van die fakkel. Met ’n kopknik na Ferdinand beduie die ou man hy moet hom volg.
Ferdinand loop soos ’n slaapwandelaar agter hom aan. Hulle klim op met die wenteltrap, die ou man effens moeisaam – sy een hand sleep oor die reling terwyl die ander die kers dra. Die vlammetjie speel heen en weer soos hulle loop. Dalk is hy soos ’n mot wat homself gaan verskroei in die lig?

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chess girl

Chess and your personality
chess personality king's gambit

[All links in this post will open in a new window.] Have you thought about the chess openings you like and think that it might be that you prefer certain openings – as those openings just feel like it is “you” – like your personality. You feel you associate yourself with certain openings or you feel like you’re in your own “comfort zone” when playing those openings? Well, that’s me. I think I’m that type of player playing most of the time certain openings. The silly quiz I’ve taken said I’m a  King’s Gambit-person, but I stronly disagree. I looked at a few of my chess games and I’m certainly not the King’s Gambit-player-type …in the games I’ve been looking at. In most of the games I looked at, the Indian Opening or Philidors Defence were the most common, but again, I only looked at about 10 of my previous of about 5000 games.  If you take the quiz, you will not be told what type of personality you’ve got, only the type of opening. Click here for the quiz. Bear in mind, this quiz has for sure been drawn up by some wandering, loose pawn-on-the-run and not by an educated Bishop… or a Knight with a black belt…haha…in all of these games’ graphics of my games, I played the colour nearest to you, i.e. the bottom colour. From the next image you can see statistics from the chess site where I played tournaments [this is only half of the statistics – of my games/tournaments] and you can see from the column to the right – the opening played during those games.

Click in the image for a larger view

Brunel University has done a study. Interesting – the chess personalities. Do yourself a favour and read the PDF-document. I’ve quoted a few paragraphs here for you as a taster. Please click here for the pdf on research done by Brunel  about personalities in chess. They used 169 children in their study. I wonder why not 170? That sounds so not right to use an unrounded number…maybe another pawn got away…hehe…

Children who score higher on Intellect/openness and Energy/extraversion are more likely to play chess while children who score higher on Agreeableness are less likely to be attracted to chess. Boys with higher scores on Agreeableness are less likely to take up chess than boys with
lower scores. Considering that girls score higher on Agreeableness, this factor may provide one  of the possible reasons why more boys are interested in chess. Although none of the Big Five factors were associated with self-reported skill level, a sub-sample of 25 elite players had significantly higher scores on Intellect/openness than their weaker chess playing peers.

Chess is an adversarial game where one has to take into account the opponent’s intentions and not just focus on one’s own plans. Chess is also a game where just a small mistake can ruin the efforts of the previous long hours. Hence, players should be more suspicious and orderly than non-players. That is exactly what Avni, Kipper, and Fox (1987) demonstrated – chess players scored higher than non-players on the measures of orderliness and unconventional thinking in the Minnesota Multiphasic Personality Inventory In addition, it was found that more competitive players, as measured by the number of games played, were more suspicious than non-players.

We applied the Big Five Questionnaire for Children which measures Energy/extraversion, Agreeableness, Conscientiousness, Emotional instability, and Intellect/openness, on primary school children aged eight to eleven. Our main goal was to find out what are the personality characteristics of children who decide to take up chess, as well as to see whether personality factors can differentiate between strong and weak players. We also wanted to see whether personality factors could shed some light on the issue of the large discrepancies in the participation rates of girls and boys. Based on previous results with adult we hypothesised that children who play chess would score more highly on Conscientiousness but less highly on Energy/extraversion than children who do not play chess. Given that chess is often perceived as an intellectual endeavour, we also hypothesised that Intellect/openness will differentiate between children who take up chess and those who do not. The same personality factors could
be expected to differentiate between strong and weak child chess players.
Since women score higher on Emotional instability and Agreeableness. Two factors previously not shown to be associated with chess skill, it is difficult to have clear-cut predictions as to how these factors are related to gender differences in chess skill. On the other hand, chess has a competitive side where players encounter constant conflicts and confrontations which may be less appealing to children who score more on Agreeableness. Consequently, it is possible that Agreeableness provides clues about
the differences in the number of girls and boys who take up chess as a hobby. Read on the PDF-link the complete research-article.

Some openings and the moves – click on images for a clear view

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 Bishops Opening: Philidor counter attack

chess Indian C20 e2d2e4d3

Indian Opening – C20 – e2d2e4d3 – one of my previous games

 chess Indian opening

Indian Opening

e2d2e3d4

e2 d2 e3 d4
e4 e5
 1. e4 e5 2. d3 Bb4+ 3. Nc3 Nc6 4. Nf3

e4e5

Another e4 e5-game of mine

 fork

Fork 1 – oh how do I love thee…let me count my knights! Some people prefer Bishops, other Knights and I certainly prefer to keep my Knights. They do work for me.

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Fork 2 – same game as in the previous image

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Run! – the sequal continues…old King Cole…

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Defeated! A position I never had a player in before or after

chess opening sicilian dragon yugoslav attack

This opening is called: Sicilian Dragon, Yugoslav Attack

I do like the dragon, I love the formation of the white pieces…hehe

pawn

This next game was featured in the James Bond movie “From Russia With Love.”

Event “URS-ch”]
[Site “URS-ch”]
[Date “1960.??.??”]
[EventDate “?”]
[Round “?”]
[Result “1-0”]
[White “B Spassky”]
[Black “Bronstein David”]
[ECO “C36”]

1. e4 e5 2. f4 exf4 3. Nf3 d5 4. exd5 Bd6 5. Nc3 Ne7 6. d4 O-O 7. Bd3
Nd7 8. O-O h6 9. Ne4 Nxd5 10. c4 Ne3 11. Bxe3 fxe3 12. c5 Be7 13. Bc2
Re8 14. Qd3 e2 15. Nd6 Nf8 16. Nxf7 exf1=Q+ 17. Rxf1 Bf5 18. Qxf5 Qd7
19. Qf4 Bf6 20. N3e5 Qe7 21. Bb3 Bxe5 22. Nxe5+ Kh7 23. Qe4+ 1-0

 Boris Spassky’s victory over Fischer using the Kings Gambit:-

[Event “Mar del Plata”]
[Site “Mar del Plata”]
[Date “1960.03.29”]
[Round “2”]
[White “Spassky,Boris V”]
[Black “Fischer,Robert James”]
[Result “1-0”]
[Eco “C39”]
1.e4 e5 2.f4 exf4 3.Nf3 g5 4.h4 g4 5.Ne5 Nf6 6.d4 d6 7.Nd3 Nxe4 8.Bxf4 Bg7
9.Nc3 Nxc3 10.bxc3 c5 11.Be2 cxd4 12.0-0 Nc6 13.Bxg4 0-0 14.Bxc8 Rxc8 15.Qg4 f5 16.Qg3 dxc3 17.Rae1 Kh8 18.Kh1 Rg8 19.Bxd6 Bf8 20.Be5+ Nxe5 21.Qxe5+ Rg7 22.Rxf5 Qxh4+ 23.Kg1 Qg4 24.Rf2 Be7 25.Re4 Qg5 26.Qd4 Rf8 27.Re5 Rd8 28.Qe4 Qh4 29.Rf4 1-0

I found this next quote on the chess site..and it was funny

I know some dog lovers who play the Colle.  Some Italians I know play the Sicilian Defense.  I have some Polish friends who play 1.b4.  It seems that bird lovers like to play 1.f4.  Some Catholics I know like the Bishop’s Opening.  I see the Danish Gambit played by a lot of pastry lovers.  I’ve played a few folks from the U.K. and they seem to play the English Opening.  I’ve played a gourmet cook who opens with the Fried Liver Attack.  Anand seems to play the Indian Defenses a great deal.  I’ve played a few drunks who opened up with the Scotch. 

Philidor’s Defense

On the first link you can look at the Philidor’s variations and the second link you can play through some chess games in this opening.

 http://www.exeterchessclub.org.uk/Openings/lessphld.htm

Chess openings: Philidor’s Defense – games as early as the 1500’s

http://www.chessgames.com/perl/chessopening?eco=C41

As this next piece of info was on draft for ages, I can’t remember where I got it from, but thought not to delete it anyway.

‘You are Crazy! But Does It Matter?’

Translated from ‘Schaaklezen’ written by Dirk Jan ten Geuzendam. It’s a collection of dutch chess columns.

Show me your games and I tell you who you are. Is it possible to draw conclusions about the nature of somebody’s character when looking at their chess games? A tempting hypothesis, which seems to be as easily proven as it is challenged. The book ‘Snow Falling on Cedars’ from David Guterson which has received numerous literary awards in the United States, describes a lawyer who believes his personality is reflected in his chess games. At least you come to that conclusion since he uses his chess style as a business card.
When Nels Gudmundsson for the first time visits Kabuo Miyamoto, accused of murder , he does not want to waste any time talking about why he is the man for the job to defend him, instead straight out he offers to play a game of chess. They draw for colour and the lawyer has white: ‘The old man doesn’t seem to bother to castle at all. He is not faintly interested in the endgame. His strategy is to give up material in the beginning-phase of the game in favor of the position which occurs, give up his pieces to get an undefeatable bind on the board. He won , even though Kabuo saw what he was doing. No fiddling. And the game ended abruptly.’ The reader might now expect he knows how Gudmundsson will set about his defense and also has inadvertently faith in his qualities. When going through two books about the great Akiba Rubinstein which first was released by the International Chess Enterprises, I was wondering in which extend the sober playing style of the Polish genius was a reflection of his excessive desire not to be a burden on his surroundings. various people of his time testified Rubinstein never sat at the board when it was not his move because he was terrified to disturb his opponent. As soon as he pressed his clock , he would stand up, duck under the cord which separated the players from the audience and if possible even hid behind a big plant until it was his move again. This complete effacing of himself and his reluctance against all blatancy is also shown is his games. As Nimzowitsch wrote in his tournament book about Karlsbad 1929: ‘Another characteristic property of Rubinstein is his aversion to melodrama. Hollow bombast and pretentious moves shock him deeply in his soul! All his moves are soaked with a natural elegance , almost contiguous to severity.  His moves are always normal, you could call them ‘ordinary’. Closer study brings to light that these simple, common moves are in fact extraordinary deep.’ This correlation between his nature and chess style produces a fine parallel, which undoubtly contains a core of truth, but sells Rubinstein short. Was his style indeed as sober as Nimzowitch outlined? Maybe so if we compare him to a lot of his contemporaries. Hypermodern and
neoR0m@ntic players might consider him pretty boring and dogmatic despite his great strength, nevertheless Rubinstein’s concept of many positions give you the feeling he was way ahead of his time.
Rubinsteins games to this day deserve to attention of every serious chess student. Only therefore alone John Donaldson and Nikolay Minev cannot be praised enough for all the material the put together in ‘Akiba Rubinstein:Uncrowned King’ en ‘Akiba Rubinstein:the Later Years’ On the basis of roughly thousand chess games, many accompanied with annotations and testimonies the reader gets a clear picture of the luster and sadness in the ‘Curriculum Vitae’ of one of the greatest chess players ever lived. thrilling as the wave of success was between 1907 and 1912 , when he stood above everybody else as a tourney player ,so compelling was the turn around after world war one , which amplified his mental state drastically. The expected match against Lasker was cancelled due to that reason.A few years later Rubinstein’s dream to concur the highest title definitely shattered when he was unable to gather the needed money to be able to play a match against Capablanca. More and more he was haunted by ghosts in his head, although he occasionally still showed his enormous talent. He managed to will a strong tourney ahead of Aljechin and Bogoljubov. During tourneys his peculiarities could not be unnoticed, but never it received more then a shrug of ones shoulders. Typical was the reaction of a neurologist from Munchen who examined him at the instance of Mieses Because Rubinstein constantly complained about a buzzing fly crawling on his face during a tourney in San Sebastian. Without hesitation the doctor said: ‘My friend, you are crazy! But does it matter? You are a chessmaster!’ Rubinstein had to stop playing chess in 1932. The rest of his life was totally grief.The Rubinsteins were very lucky they survived world war two in a by Germans occupied Brussels. To make sure he was stationed in a sanitarium for five years.For this act of charitable the family received a sum of 49500 Belgian Franks Once in a while he played chess with his son Sammy, a Master class chess player who still lives in Brussels or with the master O’ Kelly. It was not until 1961 when the relieving death came. Donaldson and Minev tried very hard to establish a honoring for Rubinstein, but a definite tribute their books cannot be called. For this the material needs to be reordered and reproduced and a few gaps need to be filled. This would be very convenient for the binded book which to my enjoyment is available.The will to improve is still there. in version two of the book are many adjustments and corrections. As a tribute to Rubinstein a piece of classic clarity . Even now when someone wants to engross himself in the Tarrash defence can take advantage of the refutation which Rubinstein showed in 1908(!)

White: Akiba Rubinstein
Black: George Sawle

1. d4 d5 2. Nf3 c5 3. c4 e6 4. cxd5 exd5 5. Nc3 Nf6 6. g3 Nc6 7. Bg2 cxd4 Be7 8. Nxd4 Qb6 9. Nxc6!  bxc6 10. 0-0 Be7  11. Na4! Qb5 12. Be3  0-0 13.Rac1 Bg4 14. f3! Be6 15. Bc5 Rfe8 16. Rf2! Nfd7 17. Bxe7 Rxe7 18. Qd4 R7e8 19. Bf1 Rec8 20. e3!  Qb7 21. Nc5 Nxc5 22. Rxc5 R8c7 23. Rc2 Qb6 24. b4 a6 25. Ra5 Rb8 26.a3 Rca7 27.Rxc6 Qxc6 28.Qxa7 Ra8 29. Qc5 Qb7 30. Kf2 h5 31. Be2 g6 32. Qd6 Qc8 33.Rc5 Qb7 34. h4 a5 35. Rc7 Qb8 36. b5 a4 37. b6 Ra5 38. b7 and black resigned.

snow falling on cedars

Book cover: Snow falling on cedars

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SA mosaic

You can click on this mosaic for a larger view.

English readers: This poem in this entry is about South Africa. I dedicated the 14th August 2008 to Afrikaans, the language I love and my mother tongue. This is, in our history, used to be an important day as we celebrated Afrikaans as our language. Afrikaans was forbidden to use by Afrikaans speaking people in the Cape when the English occupied the Cape. A sign/tag was placed around children’s necks in schools saying, “donkey”, if they had dared to speak Afrikaans.

On 14th August 1875 the GRA was founded. Their task was to promote Afrikaans. They also requested – on the 24th August 1878 – for the Bible to be translated into Afrikaans.

In this poem I refer to some places and nature.  On the link of my 2008-entry, you can see the Afrikaans Language Monument. Good news for Afrikaans too: WordPress and Facebook have gone Afrikaans! If you choose Afrikaans as your language in the settings in WordPress, you will find most terms on your dashboard in Afrikaans. 

Hoogenhout, a famous South African poet, said the following after Afrikaans was forbidden in schools in the early 1920s.

“English! English! All is English! What you see and hear

In our schools, in our churches, our Mother tongue is killed”

Was dit Hoogenhout wat in ‘n gedig gesê het:

“Engels! Engels! Alles Engels! Engels wat jy sien en hoor;
In ons skole, in ons kerke, word ons moedertaal vermoor.
Ag, hoe word ons volk verbaster, daartoe werk ons leraars saam.
Hollands nog in seek’re skole: is bedrog, ‘n blote naam!
Wie hom nie laat anglisere, word geskolde en gesmaad.
Tot in Vrystaat en Transvaal al, oweral dieselfde kwaad.
‘Dis vooruitgang’, roep die skreeuwers, ‘dis beskawing wat nou kom!
Die wat dit nie wil gelowe, die is ouderwets en dom…’.”

 I‘ve been to a few countries and many places in the UK. I still think South Africa is the most beautiful country in the world. We have such an abundance of beauty and  diversity in nature. We have the greenest canyon in the world- which is also the 3rd largest in the world, we have the highest waterfall in Africa and the 2nd highest in the world, the 3rd longest Tufa waterfall, the deepest mines, the largest zoo, the smallest butterfly, the largest diamond, the second largest amount of windmills on farms (280 000), the largest impact crater on earth, white lions, the largest ostrich population and much more.

On this link of the  The Drakensberg Mountains, you can read about my hiking trip in the Mountain when I was 15. I was on top of Mount Aux Sources, the highest peak of the mountain range in South Africa. The actual highest peak of this mountain range is in Lesotho and the peak is called, Thaba Ntlenyana (which means: beautiful little mountain). “Thaba” means “mountain” – the attributive “yana” means “little”. 

You can see a pic of one of the two chain ladders you have to go on to reach the summit. At the bottom of this post I have included an Afrikaans song by the Art teacher in my Secondary school. He was one of the two teachers on our hiking trip! He sings about “sidewalk people” and I’ve translated it roughly for you to understand.

More interesting facts – from quite a few years ago:

*Pretoria has the second largest number of embassies in the world after Washington, D.C.
*The University of South Africa – UNISA – is a pioneer of tertiary distance education and is the largest international correspondence university in the world with 250,000 students.
*Afrikaans is the youngest official language in the world.
*The Singita Private Game Reserve in the Kruger National Park was voted the best hotel in the world by the readers of travel publication, Conde Nast Traveller.
*Stellenbosch University was the first university in the world to design and launch a microsatellite.
*South Africa houses one of the three largest telescopes in the world at Sutherland in the Karoo.

South Africa is the first country to host a Fide rated Chess tournament where players from different countries played their games online! See my entry about the South African Open Chess Championships that took place in Cape Town.
Read
HERE my post dedicated to Afrikaans only- last year 14th August. 

Afrikaanse Patriot

This stamp was issued October 1975. It was issued on the Inauguration of the Afrikaans Language Monument  and features the 1st edition of the Arikaanse Partiot (January 15, 1876), one of the first newspapers in Afrikaans rather than Dutch.
On this link you can see more stamps of South Africa.

Met die stigting van die Genootskap van Regte Afrikaners op 14 Augustus 1875 in die Paarl is ‘n tydvak van georganiseerde stryd om die Afrikaanse taal ingelui. In artikel IX van die Genootskap se bepalings word beoog om ‘n Afrikaanse maandblad uit te gee. Op hierdie dag in 1876 verskyn die eerste uitgawe van die maandblad Die Afrikaanse Patriot, wat die orgaan van die GRA sou wees. C.P. Hoogenhout was die eerste redakteur onder die skuilnaam Oom Lokomotief, wat deur die redakteurs na hom oorgeneem is. In Die Patriot dek die GRA die terreine van hul doelstelling, naamlik die van land, volk en taal. Daarin is leiding gegee ten opsigte van landsake, die Afrikaanse taal, geskiedenis en belangrike nuus. —lees meer op die link!

LEES HIER!!

Jan 2015 –Indien jy beplan om my eie gedigte te ‘leen’ vir jou Facebook bladsy of jou privaat blog of website, kan jy asseblief so vriendelik wees om my daaroor in te lig en daarna ook my skryfnaam ‘Nikita’ daarby te publiseer -soos dit by al my eie gedigte hier op my blog is! Dit is ‘n klein en simpel versoek. Ek vind my eie gedigte op heelwat ander websites and dit is vir my aangenaam om te weet dat ander mense my gedigte waardeer, maar daar is kopiereg reëls en ek sal dit waardeer indien jy dit sal respekteer en erkenning gee aan die skrywer van die gedig. Dan — vind ek ook my gedigte op internet bladsye van mense met sekere politieke sieninge en oorweginge waarmee ek nie saamstem nie. Ek het herhaaldelik gevra om my gedigte te verwyder en my versoeke word bloot geignoreer. Dit wys dat daar mense is wat nie ander se werke (eiendom) respekteer nie. Dit is die groot rede waarom ek die boodskap hier plaas.

Suid-Afrika: my land

Jy’s indrukwekkend, manjifiek
jou sondeurdrenkte landskappe
weerkaats helder beelde in my siel
jou pragtige wonders flikker oneindig
lank in die stilte van jou nagrus

Mount Aux Sources – so elegant en grasieus
verrys jy vanuit die voetheuwels, soos
‘n fakkel by die Spele ets jy lekkende
beelde teen die muur van my geheue
en voel ek jou hitte gloeiend teen my hart

O Blyde! ek fantaseer oor jou
magiese kragte wat jy sorgloos
en galant in die galery van my
stille gemoed stilletjies uitpak terwyl
my dawerende applous eggo
oor die velde van my gedagtes

Moederstad! hoe inskiklik laat jy my
telkens hakkel wanneer ek my herinneringe
sagkens koester – jou fasades!
waar ek jou gambiet betree
en gewillig my pionne oorgee

En saans voel ek jou fluweelagtige
skoonheid van elke sonsondergang
stadig neerdaal in my gemoed terwyl
ek stadig drink van jou geloofs-fonteine
wat borrellend bruis in oorvloed

Fragmentaries vier ek feeste
ek dans en omhels jou en jy –
jy blus my gees telkens met jou
magiese heildronke: een-vir-een
op ‘n toekoms – wat mag wees!
–Nikita –14/8/09 14:00

sidewalk people

Sidewalk People

Sidewalk People Sidewalk People
Move like shadows in the street past me
Sidewalk People Sidewalk People
Move faceless past my heart

Sidewalk People Sidewalk People
Move like shadows in the street past me
Sidewalk People Sidewalk People
Move faceless past my heart

I wish I could look at a photo
to see what your world deep inside is like
borrow a piece of your dreams
I wonder who you are

I wish I could understand the language
in which you channelled your thoughts
I wish I could for a moment
share your path of life

Sidewalk People Sidewalk People
Move like shadows in the street past me
Sidewalk People Sidewalk People
Move faceless past my heart

perhaps it’s best for sure
‘cos if we know all of all
the sadness maybe
too hard too much
the love too beautiful

walk past one another
I stay I and you stay you
a single road leading somewhere
I wish I could understand

Sidewalk People Sidewalk People
Move like shadows in the street past me
Sidewalk People Sidewalk People
Move faceless past my heart

Sidewalk People Sidewalk People
Move like shadows in the street past me
Sidewalk People Sidewalk People
Move faceless past my heart

—translated–nikita

sypaadjiemense

image: google

Sypaadjie Mense

Sypaadjie mense Sypaadjie mense
Beweeg soos skimme in die straat verby
Sypaadjie mense Sypaadjie mense
Beweeg gesigloos voor my hart verby

Sypaadjie mense Sypaadjie mense
Beweeg soos skimme in die straat verby
Sypaadjie mense Sypaadjie mense
Beweeg gesigloos voor my hart verby

ek wens ek kon ‘n kiekie kyk
hoe jou wêreld diep daar binne lyk
‘n stukkie van jou drome leen
ek wonder wie jy is

ek wens ek kon die taal verstaan
waarin jy jou gedagtes baan
ek wens ek kon ‘n oomblikkie
jou lewenspaadjie deel

Sypaadjie mense Sypaadjie mense
Beweeg soos skimme in die straat verby
Sypaadjie mense Sypaadjie mense
Beweeg gesigloos voor my hart verby

miskien is dit dalk beter so
want as ons iets van almal weet
die hartseer dalk te swaar te veel
die liefde dalk te mooi

stap maar bymekaar verby
ek bly ek en jy bly jy
‘n enkelpaadjie iewers heen
ek wens ek kon verstaan

Sypaadjie mense Sypaadjie mense
Beweeg soos skimme in die straat verby
Sypaadjie mense Sypaadjie mense
Beweeg gesigloos voor my hart verby

Sypaadjie mense Sypaadjie mense
Beweeg soos skimme in die straat verby
Sypaadjie mense Sypaadjie mense
Beweeg gesigloos voor my hart verby


Sypaadjie Mense – Johan vd Watt

Sonja Herholdt, Ek verlang na jou.

Herman Holtzhausen – Transkaroo

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This footpath starts about 100m from our house. When walking about 50m down this muddy, slushy footpath, you suddenly get a sight that punches you in your face! You would never expect it, especially after this walk that  literally feels like walking on the farm through a mix of cow pat and mud! Hmm…never mind, I grew up on a farm and that didn’t bother me at all, but we had to walk carefully, as this path is descending slightly and it was very slippery too.

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This is the sight that pops-up into your face!  The one moment, you’re in town, the next moment…country side!

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As far as you can see, there are little footpaths where you can walk. Many dog walkers walk these paths and you have to keep your eye on the path… I guess you know why!

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Gates, all different sizes and types to pass through. I love gates. I love bridges too and mountains and trees and wild life and… but this is not wild life! This is only country life.

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The yellow looks beautiful and even more while the sun is setting. I have thought it looks very much like our Kakiebos – Stinking Roger – in South Africa. On the next two images you can see what the Stinking Roger looks like and the name explains everything! You can see what the seed looks like on the next image.

Kakiebos
Kakiebos_plant
Stinking Roger –  image: DK Images

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The yellow flowers from nearby…now you can see why I say it reminds me of the Kakiebos. Have I said Kakie?…I wonder if you know about this word! Well, if you’re English…haha…I don’t have to say more…

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Wow, this is a beautiful colour…and you’ve thought I would say something about the bees in the UK? They are massive!

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Are you a good spotter? What’s in this image?

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Second question…can you tell what’s happening in these two images!?

woollies

In South Africa it’s a public holiday as it’s Women’s Day today. Rush to Woollies and spoil yourself with some of these chocs! – and send me some too! If you’re a Saffa reading here..enjoy the day!

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