Wednesday, 10 October 2012

Reflective Piece

My City, my heritage. This was the title of yet another of my exciting assignments with a pair. My mate and I were tasked to wonder the streets and identify a new street name locally and report about it, we chose Juluis Nyerere Avenue. I must admit, before this I had no idea where the road was let alone the icon it was meant to honour.

With this confession in mind I can now safely admit that Sne (my classmate) and I walked around Durban looking for our street name of choice. Ironically enough when we were close to giving up, what with her phone not giving us a proper location we learnt that the street we walked out of our campus gates for was in fact right around the corner of our usual location. What better way than this to show us that my friend and I were quite...ignorant.

It was good to laugh it off but the truth of the matter is that Political activist Julius Nyerere would be turning in his grave if he knew that a pair of societal watchdogs of the future knew nothing about the man who aided in our native countries fight for freedom. Although originally from Tanzania and former president of the country, he had a very strong influence in ours attaining freedom. He was exemplary and courageous with a sound education to back up.

We learned this later. And to prove to others that ignorance does not rule, Sne and I took to the very avenue to poll ask passersby if they had any idea where to find Julius Nyerere Avenue was. We were standing on it yet they still didnt know where it was. That was a low blow for us as South Africans who will some day be faced to having to give directions to visitors when we don't know our these streets our self. A few people on social media answered the identity of Julius Nyerere when asked, others didn't know.