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Beneath The Mask

BENEATH THE MASK By Rosalia Kapolo We all are human. Atleast that is the one thing we have in common as people. But every individual has a unique journey. A path once guided by their parents/guardian. We each have a story to tell. We each know who we are deep down. We each sincerely know what is beneath the mask. Atleast only one other person apart from you knows what is beneath your mask, our God. We put on that mask everyday we go out there. And for some, our very sanity depends on #The_Mask. One thing has me thinking though. What if the mask didn't exist? What if we could all see beyond each others' masks? Would some of us, in our uniqueness be able to go through the day without the slunder and criticism from other individuals who believe their masks are thinner? Why do we, as individuals have to create slunder, critics and stigmatize others for their uniqueness? We shouldn't be doing this. We know absolutely nothing! Because, let me break it down for you, alth

Comedy!

I love comedy. A lot.

The Silk Scarf (summary)

SETTING Oriental Plaza, Johannesburg PLOT 'The Silk Scarf' by Ahmed Essop talks about Mrs Nebo, a very wealthy woman; wife of the upcoming Foreign Affairs Minister (Mr Nebo). She went shopping at the Oriental Plaza in Fordsburg with her friend Margaret, in the company of her two bodyguards. As they strolled around, she purchased an awesome Indian dress for which she had to find a beautiful scarf to pair with. She loved the scarf she found in Mr Sakur's shop. She unfortunately didn't have enough money to take it home. She asked if she could pay it with a cheque but Sakur had a rule of his own; he doesn't accept cheques. She felt very humiliated by the fact that her cheque was totally rejected. She tried to prove who she was to Mr Sakur, but he remained vigilant. Everything got chaostic, other shopkeepers came by. They were scared that this could risk their businesses, which on the other hand Mr Sakur didn't care about. Mr Sader had so much respect. He persu

Through the tunnel-Summary

'Through the Tunnel' by Lessing, it all starts on the first morning of holiday, on a beach in a foreign country; Jerry, an English boy and his mom ussually visit for holidays. Neither of them wants to be too demanding.      Jerry wants to explore a rocky bay away from his mom. He goes so far that he sees a blared vision of his mom. On the shore, he sees half-naked boys much order than him, burned smooth brown, speaking a strange language. He swims over but keeps a distance, he craves to be part of them. He gets exited as one of them waves at him, but they hate the fact that he is a foreigner as he draws nearer. They dive off a high point in the water, he is impressed by the way they can hold their breaths under water, he hates the challenge and asks his mom for swimming goggles. He tries diving through an underwater tunnel but he can't hold his breath for as long since he has nosebleeds. On the last day before departure, he finally swims through the tunnel. He achieves tru

Experience on how to create a blog.

I went to internet explorer and then went to google. I then went to gmail homepage. Created a gmial account. Went to http://www.blogger.com/ and then I created a blog account. I found it lots of fun and yet a little challenging, especially when creating a gmail account. They kept on giving me some really weirdly fonted words to re-type it's rather frustrating. They didn't approve of my password seven consecutive times..,imagine that : ( ! Anyway, to a certain extent i'm thrilled now that I have these accounts.