Kuier-Safarie: Pretoria terugblik

 

 

My geliefde Koos DuP.

Wat van die Briels se Trein na Pretoria?

As oud Pretorianer het ek Kameel se bekendstelling baie geniet. Ou herinneringe het verby geflits. Terwyl ek so lekker knus teen my instrukteur se sterk bors vasgegpen was, met die valskermsprong, kon ek rustig my oë toe-knyp en in my gedagte Pretoria sien verby vlieg. Die landing was soos Kameel verduidelik perfek! Perfek omdat die aantreklike man my op my voete neergesit het. Ek moes net hol om staande te bly.

Die Sammy Marks Museum het my ook laat spoke sien en voel.

Dit het my aan die “Spookhuis” op die bult in Erasmuskloof laat dink. My seun het in een van die geboue naby die huis gewerk. Daar is blykbaar goeie stories aan die huis verbonde.

Net n paar flitse:
Ek het in Voortrekkerhoogte skool gegaan. Dis nie maklik om as kind van n fabriekswerker tussen militêre kinders te moet skoolgaan nie. Daar was beslis neergesien op ons plasies. Ek was in die groep wat eerste std agts, neges en tiens was. Ons het die reëls neergelê. Daar was baie van ons verwag.
Hester se beskrywing van Pretoria is beslis soos ek dit ook beleef het in vroeë sestigs Pretoria. Gedurende vakansies kon ons as kinders vir die dag Pretoria toe gaan. Ons het soggens 6 uur saam met my Pa tot in Pretoria-Wes gery waar ons die bus gekry het Kerkplein toe.Ons het CTC winkelplat geloop, ook die OK bazaar.Ons het later die middag weer met bus terug Pretoria-Wes toe gery om my Pa daar te kry. Dit was meestal die beste uiting vir ons drie meisie.
Ons het ook eers Fonteine Inry toe gegaan vir n piekniek. Later is die Zwartkopresiesbaan rondom die (Kannie naam onthou nie) Inry.

 

Fonteine sirkel 2000

Resiesbaan! 2000

Sunnyside en sopkombuise was ook n gewilde plek tydens my studies op Normaal Kollege/NKP

Die volgende fotos is vanaf my seun se woonstel 2004 geneem.

Die Kerk is nie meer n kerk nie dis n mark of skuiling of wat ook al vandag.

Monument en uniegebou in die verte.

Sommer net Pretoria in die aand.

Om jou blogpos by te voeg of om die ander bloggers te lees, kliek op die volgende: http://www.inlinkz.com/new/view.php?id=797928

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A & I Poësie Uitdaging: September deelnemers.

September het heelwat gedigte(of soos Toortsie dit stel rympies) opgelewer.

Ons moes n limeriek oor die verandering van seisoene of oor seisoene skryf.

BAIE DANKIE aan ABRIE wat die klomp bloggers bietjie opgewen het om deel te neem.

Toortsie dig sommer op die groen bus

Kuiersafari: Ek en my kitaar

Abrie het sommer Toortsie Hester en Perdebytjie se limerieke opgevang!

https://abriejoubert.wordpress.com/2018/09/13/lente-in-korinthiers-a-en-i-poesie-uitdaging-september-limeriek-2/

https://scrapydo2.wordpress.com/2018/09/22/a-i-poetry-challenge-limerick/

 

Ek hoop daar is n paar bloggers wat bietjie verder gaan dig die maand.

Poetry Challenge – October Prompt

This is the last month of our A & I Poetry Challenge. Enjoy.

Something to Ponder About

A and I Poetry Challenge Hosts are a Blogger and Writer, from New Zealand, Ineke, of Scrapydo2 and Blogger from Australia, Amanda, of  Something to Ponder About.

Amanda’s Poetry challenge is  in English and Ineke’s Poetry Challenge is in Afrikaans, (with many translations in English). Everyone is welcome to join in. October is the final month of this challenge! Please do join in!

You can write in either language, however, please post a link back, and comment at both WordPress blogs to indicate your interest and include the tag  A and I Poetry Challenge.

For Full guidelines on joining in, click here.

October Prompt:

~ Write a poem to, or about, your future self.

How might you see yourself, or your life, in ten years time.

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This prompt is merely a suggestion and you may choose a topic of your liking and still…

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Kuier-Safarie: Brits terugflits

Spesiaal vir Frannie!

 

‘n Heerlike kuier by Bondels! Ek kon my energiedrankie se inhoud goed aanvul.

Die boeresport was ‘n hoogtepunt. Ek het mos n heilige vrees vir perde, die boeresport het my totaal beangs gehad.

Die agterstevoor donkie ry was ‘n uitdaging wat ek nie kon weerstaan nie. Ek weet nie wat Bondels als in die kos of drinkgoed gesit het nie maar ek was skoon uit my vel van opwinding toe die donkiery aan die beurt gekom het.

Hoe ek agterstevoor op die eseltjie se rug gekom het weet ek nie. Ek het my bene om die dier se pens gevou, die stert vasgegryp en sie daar!

Dit was ‘n gespring en geskop maar wat vasklou was ek, die einste benoude Scrapy. Ek het tot die einde opgebly en n prysie gekry.

Kuiersafarie: Hartebeespoortdam besoek.

 

Hartebeespoortdam terugflitse

Lekker ry ons met die bus al singende en jolig.
Van die O T Lughawe ry ons die ou Hartebeespoortdam pad sodat ek n ogie kan gaan gooi by die skooltjie waar ek van 1969 tot 1972 skool gehou het.

Skool wapenen naam

Die eerste klas was graad een en twee klas wat ek eers gehad het

Dit was in my tyd net n oop ogiesdraad heining gewees. Geen hek.

Dit was en is steeds n vierman skool. Ek was korfbal en ook sokker afrigter. Eerste helfte van pouse was dit meisie se korfbal en tweede helfte seuns se sokker tyd. Ons hele skool het ook elke jaar n uitstappie vir n week gehad. Twee keer Umbloti, eenkeer Wildtuin en eenkeer Loskopdam toe. Heerlike tye.
Dan dankie Una dat ons by Ralie se Winkel kon gaan kyk na al die oudhede.

Wie se winkel is dit die?

Hul het die mooiste rokke.
Ons het darem maar al ons dae met die verslaggewers gehad daar by die dam. Gelukkig het Lekkervurig haar vorige geliefde, ou Vis, lekker op sy plek gesit. Hy het ge-oe en ge-a soos n vis op droë grond wat snak na sy asem. Ek glo nie die koerant sal sommer weer iets verkeerds druk as Bytjie klaar is met haar terugvoer nie.

Nou is ons oppad na Brits toe vir ons volgende lekker kuier.
Vir verdere episodes kliek om die volgende skakel:

http://www.inlinkz.com/new/view.php?id=797928

 

 

 

Bringing back sweet memories

Don Williams was never my favourite but his songs bring back nostalgic memories from days of being in love with my husband before we got married and during the first years after our marriage.

 

 

 

 

Coffee black, cigarettes
Start this day, like all the rest
First thing every morning that I do
Is start missing you

Some broken hearts never mend
Some memories never end
Some tears will never dry
My love for you will never die

Rendezvous in the night
A willing woman to hold me tight
But in the middle of love’s embrace
I see your face

Some broken hearts never mend
Some memories never end
Some tears will never dry
My love for you will never die

 

Last week reminder September: A & I Poetry Challenge: Limerick

 

Just a reminder that September Poetry contributions close next weekend, September 30.

This month we wrote some Limericks on seasons.

Please post your limerick on your blog, linking your URL to Ineke or Amanda’s blogs to get included in the September roundup and also for other bloggers to read.

For more information on how to participate click Here

Host bloggers are, Amanda   from Australia at

https://forestwoodfolkart.wordpress.com/2018/09/02/poetry-challenge-september-prompt/

and Ineke from New Zealand at

https://scrapydo2.wordpress.com/2018/09/22/a-i-poetry-challenge-limerick/

 jointly host the challenge.

Ineke mostly does the poetry in Afrikaans, while Amanda uses English.

The challenge is open to all, from first-timers up to well-advanced poets.

The Challenge runs from March to October 2018.

October is the last one for this year. Amanda will put the October Challenge up in the first week of October.

A & I Poetry Challenge: Limerick

 

SPRING

September

A month to remember

Snow on the hills

Still gives us chills

Spring in September we will always remember

Ineke

 

 

Write a limerick poem on the change of the season and post on your blog before 28th September. If you live in the Northern hemisphere, write about the onset of Autumn. Those living in the South, including Ineke and Amanda, write about the onset of Spring.

A Limerick is a humorous poem wherein the first line sets up the character(s) and setting, so the reader knows right away who/what the story is about.

Only five lines long, limerick poems have an ‘AABBA’ rhyme scheme

Hosts Blogger and writer from New Zealand, Ineke from scrapydo2.wordpress.com and Blogger, Amanda from Something to Ponder About, are jointly hosting a Poetry Challenge.

Amanda’s challenge is in English and Ineke’s is in Afrikaans, (translations in English).

The challenge is open to everyone, from complete beginners to advanced writers or aspiring poets. The challenge will run from March to October 2018 and will include writing tips and link backs for contributors. Beginner poet, hobbyist or Advanced writer We hope you will join in.

You can write in either language, however, please post a link back, and comment at both WordPress blogs to indicate your interest and include the tag  A and I Poetry Challenge. 

In this way, we can find you and read your poetry.

Spring indeed!

Trompie agrees with the spring idea.

Kowhai tree

Kōwhai (Māori pronunciation: [kɔːɸai] or [kɔːfai]) are small woody legume trees within the genus Sophora that are native to New Zealand. There are eight species, with Sophora microphylla and S. tetraptera being the most recognised as large trees. Their natural habitat is beside streams and on the edges of forest, in lowland or mountain open areas.^[1] Kōwhai trees grow throughout the country and are a common feature in New Zealand gardens. Outside of New Zealand, kōwhai tend to be restricted to mild temperate maritime climates.

The blooms of the kōwhai are widely regarded as being New Zealand’s national flower,^[2] although they have no official status as such.^[3]

The word kōwhai is also used in the Māori language for the colour yellow, because of the colour of the flowers.^[4]

The spelling kowhai (without a macron) is common in New Zealand English.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/K%C5%8Dwhai

School Stories: Completed books with own stories

After six weeks of writing stories during the school’s Enrichment periods, each child had a book as an end product. The ages of the writers ranged between eight and ten.

The students thoroughly enjoyed writing the stories.

Hard at work, writing stories.

Eleven manuscripts.

Proud writers.( The twins were absent)