William Wordsworth once wrote that "the world is too much with us" when referring to how humans behave in the world, and their treatment of nature. He paints a picture of carelessness and and reckless attitude. Bearing in mind it was written in 1888, I would go one further in describing the current status-quo as being applicable to our treatment of each other. It seems we have become so caught up with the ways of the new world, as well as keeping up with said ways, the core values of humanity have started falling between the cracks.
We live in a time whereby violence is second-nature, to the point where the shock value of gruesome crimes has almost worn off. A fast world where each looks out for their own interests, to the point of being at the expense of their fellow man. Ever stop and wonder when and where the interests of the individual started superceding those of the group?! Well I do sometimes, and draw a blank. Either way, a step back to assess ourselves as a society is needed, so as to be able to map a clear path forward into the future. For our sakes, as well as for those who will come after. Champions of the future are us, as those custodians who hold those key seats will not be there for much longer, and someone will be needed to take the reins.
I for one hope the ride won't be bumpy
Thursday, April 18, 2013
The World Of The Working
Haven't done this in a while...okay, that's an understatement. Well anyway, the student chapter of my journey behind me for the time being, degree in hand and all. Guess that growing up has also meant finally adjusting to the Joburg life I so loathed an feared when I first arrived. Anyway, this is an update on how my journey's been going thus far.
Since my last post, I have been through ups and downs of epic proportions, but am truly grateful for the things that have been going my way (most notably, my status as being a member of the working class). The universe saw it fit to take its time in showing me the path intended for me. 2012 was by no means a year of smooth sailing, but graduating was one strong highlight. Spent that year as a statistic, although the loafing was quite fun for a bit. The part where I went knocking door-to-door, and from pillar to post in search of employment wasn't as fun, to the point of frustration. Seeing friends progress faster than me didn't my spirit as much, despite my joy for them and their success. What kept me going was the knowledge that the only way was up from here, and the faith my mom still had in me.
Skip forward to January 2013, a couple of false promises and a fun Festive season later. I'm on holiday at my cousin's in Durban, and a friend sends me a DM (Direct Message) on Twitter with a link to a site advertising a 3-month post. So I'm like "What the Hell...I've tried everything else at this point. Might as well"...so I follow the link, send an e-mail to the address advertised. The following day I get a positive response, and I send through my stuff. Looks like it's back to Jozi for me. I tell my mom about this, and she's also beaming. Soon as we get home, I book a bus ticket and am out a few days later. Interview goes well, but they take an ETERNITY to respond. I started getting nervous, but the agent who set me up kept me in the loop. Nerves and paranoia of previous disappointments were getting to me. My mind and soul rejoiced when she said "You got it. I'll send you the contract later today.". All the BS with school I'd put the folks through, plus all the other bad stuff didn't matter anymore, as the fruits of the hard labour and positivity started to show. I was now longer a member of Team Unemployed, and one of the working class now. The joy from the folks and my lil sis were well worth it too. I take everyday as it comes, and never forget to be thankful to the Guy upstairs for getting me this far. Everything else will surely follow suit now, through consistent effort from my side too.
Since my last post, I have been through ups and downs of epic proportions, but am truly grateful for the things that have been going my way (most notably, my status as being a member of the working class). The universe saw it fit to take its time in showing me the path intended for me. 2012 was by no means a year of smooth sailing, but graduating was one strong highlight. Spent that year as a statistic, although the loafing was quite fun for a bit. The part where I went knocking door-to-door, and from pillar to post in search of employment wasn't as fun, to the point of frustration. Seeing friends progress faster than me didn't my spirit as much, despite my joy for them and their success. What kept me going was the knowledge that the only way was up from here, and the faith my mom still had in me.
Skip forward to January 2013, a couple of false promises and a fun Festive season later. I'm on holiday at my cousin's in Durban, and a friend sends me a DM (Direct Message) on Twitter with a link to a site advertising a 3-month post. So I'm like "What the Hell...I've tried everything else at this point. Might as well"...so I follow the link, send an e-mail to the address advertised. The following day I get a positive response, and I send through my stuff. Looks like it's back to Jozi for me. I tell my mom about this, and she's also beaming. Soon as we get home, I book a bus ticket and am out a few days later. Interview goes well, but they take an ETERNITY to respond. I started getting nervous, but the agent who set me up kept me in the loop. Nerves and paranoia of previous disappointments were getting to me. My mind and soul rejoiced when she said "You got it. I'll send you the contract later today.". All the BS with school I'd put the folks through, plus all the other bad stuff didn't matter anymore, as the fruits of the hard labour and positivity started to show. I was now longer a member of Team Unemployed, and one of the working class now. The joy from the folks and my lil sis were well worth it too. I take everyday as it comes, and never forget to be thankful to the Guy upstairs for getting me this far. Everything else will surely follow suit now, through consistent effort from my side too.
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