Uloosha, which was started initially for the community of Tembisa, is run by the youth and is dedicated at empowering and uplifting the youth. This organisation hosts informational, empowering and human capital building events. Some of you may have heard of their Youth Arise Seminars.
“I’m obsessed with change and really believe that there’s so much the youth can do for this country. I love encouraging and motivating others to unleash and maximise their full potential,” says Makhanya.
Amongst her accomplishments, she is the vice president of the Movement for Economic Freedom South Africa (MEFSA), which comprises of young active citizens of South Africa who believe in the power of change through ACTION and IMPACT. She has been entrusted to run with an action plan on how the organisation can get the communities of Mzansi to be informed, developed and empowered to becoming great social entrepreneurs.
During her spare time she enjoys writing and is currently working towards publishing my book.
To find out more about Uloosha Foundation, you can reach Nonhlanhla Makhanya on: firstname.lastname@example.org
The streets of Gugulethu weren’t the most life-filled streets in South Africa, especially when you start listening to the stories echoed by the gutters of Soweto. Gugulethu was safe. My parents would be up at 5am trying to catch the earliest bus so that they could make it to work by 7.30am. We would play ball games right after school until it was dark. On Fridays we’d play until ten so my mother bought a floodlight and placed it in front of the house so we could play longer.
There were those overly competitive girls and there were those that were less interested in the game and more in the boys that rocked up. They would steal a kiss and cuddle for a few minutes with their boys and wait for the floodlight to go off as a sign that they should head on home. I was one of those girls. All I can tell you is that he was the best basketball player that anyone had ever come across and he was all mine. Okay I lie, there were a few of us. I was young and naïve – shoot me! He was my first love but he wasn’t my soulmate or the love of my life. I just really loved him for 4 years. We’re great friends now.
My friends also had their own boyfriends at the time. They were in black schools and I went to an English school for most of my life, but you couldn’t tell the difference between us because their English was just as good. But behavior-wise…we were on separate poles. They were very traditional and saw things in black and white; there were rules set by people who survived in the primitive era and these were passed onto them by their parents and they would simply abide. While on the other side, I was more up for debating and shredding every single one of those rules. There were many examples of how they thought I was behaving “out of order” – like the wearing a stunning white dress and looking like Cinderella while they wore Levis jeans and white Aca Joe shirts with All Stars – you see that was not on. I couldn’t look like a princess when they were looking like they were confused lesbians. This also made things difficult because their boyfriends used to hit on me – I think it was because I was different.
Apart from our differences, it was always great hanging with the girls. I knew that no matter what happened they’d be there for me. The only concern I had was when they’d tell me about their relationships. They were already intimate with their guys and I was still a virgin. So I found their stories quite entertaining. Even though I thought that there was a standard rule that we were all supposed to wait until we were 21 to break our virginity. So whilst they told me about their not-so-exciting sex lives, in the same breath and sentence, they would switch to how these guys hit them.
I’m like: Hold on! Wait a minute! This isn’t one of those slap my butt and call me sugar mama moments. They explained to me that it was definitely a Bam! Slap in the face, “Sfebe uthi k’theni” moments. My jaw dropped every time I heard this. I was told not to worry because this was normal. NORMAL? The world must be going crazy!
The beatings happened more and more. It would start with “iTake-5” (slap-bam across the face), to a double-take (using both hands on each cheek at the same time), then followed by a fly kick in abdominal area and ending it off with an arm twist from the back. I swear it was as if these boys were watching too much of Jackie Chan or Van Damme movies! This occasionally happened in the middle of the street just when night was about to creep in. How convenient, in the dark – talk about romance. They say “azingenwa” Read the full story
Every now and then I am blessed enough to meet individuals whose lives excite me so much so that I ignore the facts and figures of how unemployment, poverty and crime bring down this country of ours. It is people like Pule EARM Motloung, the founder of Young Minds Productions, who through their lives and passion inspire me to be much more than I am. I love meeting young black men and women from the hood who rise above the stereotypical view that township life is about dust, corrugated iron shacks, “stop nontsontso” fencing and abolova sitting in the corner doing nothing everyday.
Recently the University of Johannesburg Soweto campus successfully hosted a private screening of a film called Soweto Drift. The film was directed by one Mzansi’s most promising and gifted film directors Pule, a young man who refused to be told “You can’t” by experts, professionals and know-it-alls with years of experience in the industry. When money was an issue, when time became a factor and when critics said “No” what kept Pule going during the 3 years it took to make the film was the passion and dedication he has towards his craft. The director, father and dream chaser took the initiative to show, highlight and celebrate the silent yet noisy world of car spinning.
The film was shot in the heart of Soweto and set around realistic everyday characters we can all relate to. The movie introduces us to a young taxi driver and struggling father named Dumisani, nicknamed Damage, who is on a journey towards finding out the truth about what events led to the death of his hero and brother Mzala, who was one of the best car spinners in the hood. After being forced by a gang leader named Chairman as well as a sworn enemy named Ngamla to take part in one of the most prestigious spinning competitions of the season, we watch Damage take a drastic yet necessary turn in his character, career and life as a whole. The twists, turns and secrets are then slowly revealed and force Damage to come out of his comfort zone and become the best that he can be.
The film’s genre is in a class of its own in that it is a combination of comedy, drama and sport fused with raw talent fused from the backbone of ekasi. The film achieved everything it set out to achieve; it showcased and exposed us to unscripted, adrenalin rushing car spinning. The soundtracks were fresh and relevant to each scene, the dialogue kept audiences intrigued and entertained while at the same time schooling us about the world of burning tyres, mags, spinners, speed and BMWs. The film created a much needed awareness about spinning industry and will be released to the public in 2012. Not everyone will be able to identify with the storyline but watching it is definitely worth the thrill! It is through Pule EARM and films such as this that indeed agree and back up the famous saying “Ikasi livukile”.
This film is about the journey of love, betrayal, money, family and power. Set in Zola, a township in the heart of Soweto, Mkhululi is a loving man who will do anything for his family. When his son falls ill and has to have an urgent heart operation, he finds himself in a desperate situation where he has to make some hard decisions.
In desperation, he takes the wrap for Bra White, who has killed someone, on condition that he pays for the operation and takes care of his family while he is away. After 15 years in jail, Mkhululi gets released and finds out the Bra White has moved in to his territory.
He discovers that Bra White has coerced his wife Queen to be his wife and has made his son believe that he is his father. In a desperate fight to reclaim his old life with his family, Mkhululi stands up to this notorious criminal and all does not end well – expect bullets and blood spilled!
Catch eKasi: Our Stories every Monday on eTV at 21H00 sharp! And look out for No More Mr. Nice Guy on Monday the 17th on eKasi: Our Stories.
The 3rd season of eKasi: Our Stories returns to e.tv on Monday 3 October at 9PM.
The new season brings 26 fresh engaging dramas all South Africans can relate to. The new series was produced in and around different locations in Gauteng, from Soweto and Katlehong, to Alex. A successful partnership with the Gauteng Film Commission has allowed production of 26 dramas produced by 4 reputable production companies.
Group Head of Channel at e.tv, Monde Twala says “The heart of eKasi stories is the dynamism of township life. When we started the process, we intended to elevate the standard of eKasi while still remaining true to the brand. It was important for the 3rd season to bring in a fresh, uninhibited young perspective, so, aspiring young filmmakers were roped in. In its essence eKasi is an empowerment brand that seeks to provide young filmmakers a platform to tell stories that mirror their day to day experiences. We believe that out of eKasi we can create a strong empowerment platform where strong future filmmakers will emerge.”
The crew behind the 3rd season of eKasi consists of a series of talented emerging filmmakers hungry to tell fresh stories which mirror the ever changing township lifestyle. Different production companies such as Eclipse TV, headed by Thokozani Nkosi, Bheki Sibiya’s Sobabili Productions, Vusi Twala’s Seleke Communications and the dynamic female duo Makgano Mamabolo and Lodi Matsetela from Puo Pha Productions were the key drivers of this series. The series aimed to incorporate vibrant voices in the South African film industry. Read the full story