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Point-by-Point by Tom Cat: Volume 5 (Three WONDERFUL points!)

November 8, 2007 · 1 Comment

So whilst I am jamming to the sounds of Mango Groove, I thought it would be best to write a Point-by-Point post because a) I have not done so in a while and b) there are many points I need to update ya’ll on regarding my three-month disappearance into the abyss of deep, dark and scary Joburg.

1. My future is finally sorted out. I got articles at a small firm about five minutes from where I stay. I worked there part time for about 10 weeks or so (seems like longer, actually), and besides the really short commute to work, I didn’t particularly enjoy it. The people were really nice and friendly, but I felt my mind was being wasted on the work I was doing there. I didn’t feel challenged at all, and I don’t think that was because of what work I was allocated, but it was because I don’t think commercial law and general litigation excites me terribly. I kept on contrasting this to the work that I did at the law clinic in the Refugee Unit, and I really enjoyed that because I felt I was doing something more meaningful. One of the cases we had was an appeal for an asylum seeker who had been denied refugee status – hearing his story and crafting his case for him was perhaps one of the most satisfying tasks I have ever performed, and I felt this way because the work that I was doing would to a large degree influence the direction he takes in life. And so I decided then that the work I need to go into has to make me feel like I’m having an impact on the greater scheme of things, and feeling this way is important to me because (at least for now) it gives me a far greater sense of identity.

So you can understand perhaps that I was feeling rather depressed about the prospects of doing my articles at this firm for two years. I was dreading work because of the work I was doing. Which is why I was overly ecstatic the day I got the email saying that I had been awarded the SAIIA-KAS Scholarship. This scholarship entails me working as a research intern at an international affairs think-tank at Wits University whilst simulataneously doing a Masters in Human Rights law. I will mainly be involved in research, but also organising events (I think), so it’ll be at work that’s exciting and not mundane. I cannot tell you how delighted I am, and how grateful I am to the Karma that be that I have got this opportunity. It makes me smile just thinking about it, and that’s what I like to do when thinking about my future.

2. I am going to Japan in just over 3 weeks time. YAY! I am going with Shakti to visit Sarah, and we are all very excited. We are going to Sapporo, Tokyo and this small town called Ueno in the Kansai region, which is very near it seems to Kyoto and Osaka. Going to be there until the 9th of January, so will be there for a month and a bit. I’m hoping I’ll be able to blog there, and I think I will given the propensity of the Japanese towards technology and the widespread provision of free Wifi internet access.

3. I recently returned from an AMAZING trip to Cape Town. I went down there for a Model UN conference as I was tutoring a bunch of kids from Kimberly in the Northern Cape province. It was amazing because I met some wonderful people and we had a wonderful time! I finally got to explore Long Street, and find myself really enjoying this one bar called Joburg. hehe. But also had such an amazing time because they took us to tour some fascinating places, including the Holocaust Centre and Robben Island. It was ALSO amazing because I met a lovely British boy there who had taught all over the world and knew about a thousand languages. And so he would read to me in Spanish and French and I would go gaga. I also found him rather yummy. I think the best afternoon was the Sunday afternoon we went for sundowners at Camps Bay. It was not only filled with excellent company, wicked cocktails, sinfully divine ice creams from ‘Sinful,’ but the afternoon ended with this amazing sunset over the ocean. Sigh… I could so easily move to Cape Town. SO easily. Indeed it all ended too quickly (most unfortunately) and I had to come back to 3 weeks of hell at university. But I shall never forget it, and the best part of it all was that it was all paid for and that I’m getting paid for tutoring the kiddlie winks. SCORE, i tell you.

Some photos for ya’ll…

1. I love this shot of all of us at Camps Bay because I think it captures the essence of the fun we had.

2. The Boy, me (the gargoyle sunglasses still need to be replaced) and one of the teachers from Kenya.

3. My little tuttlings from Kimberly. They did an admirable job of representing Brazil on three topics – i) Climate Change (Brazil’s cows emit a lot of methane – bet you didn’t know that!), ii) HIV/Aids and stigmatisation and iii) Child labour.

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Point-by-Point by Tom Cat: Volume 2 (DHA = GR)

April 4, 2007 · Leave a Comment

  • The Department of Home Affairs is the most useless fucking government department in South Africa. Sarah and I went to the Edenvale office today to collect various documentation, namely a passport and ID for Sarah, and an ID for me. After waiting in the queue for an hour, we got to the front, and were dealt with in the rudest and most arrogant way I have ever experienced. L. Tsebe (name and shame tactics rock) was incompetent, arrogant, nasty and a general pain in the butt. The Department is equally useless, having smudged Sarah’s fingerprints and not bothering to tell her about it. So now she has to reapply again. Her ID was ready, luckily, and although I applied on the same day, my ID was not ready. I’m convinced that it was ready, but L. Tsebe was simply tired of seeing my face and wanted me out and away from his sight. But whatever. I wrote a nasty note (and I never write nasty, for I understand what it feels like to be behind the counter) about what a useless department the DHA is, and although I know my complaint was not going to be taken seriously, I told them that the entire country (and much of Africa too, if you think about it, with it’s useless Refugee section that messes entire families about – and I know this too because of my work in the Refugee Clinic)… anyway, I told them that the ENTIRE country perceives them as THE most useless institution ever, and they should be ashamed to work in such a crap place.

    In retrospect, perhaps I was being a bit harsh. But it’s really not my fault they’re a bunch of fuggin useless sloths with no brain cells. They reminded me of my ex-boss: a bland brick wall.I am angry, as you can see. :-)

  • I have got so much work to do. Sooooo much work to do. I am fucked. Fuck.
  • No one has phoned me for a job position next year. I am beyond the point of caring. I don’t even want articles anymore. Right now all I want is a law clark position at the Contitutionl Court (deliberately misspelt so that the search engines don’t pick it up). The working environment looks fantastic, it’s something that i’m really passionate about, and it’ll be an experience that is akin to gold. Either that, or I’m going to go study an MPhil in Justice and Transformation at the University of Cape Town.Study? STUDY?Yes, Study. My foggies turned around to me the other day and suggested that I consider other plans for next year, like studying. I was like (in my head, of course): “HELLO! What have I been saying for the past 3 months?” But I still love them muchly. And I’m quite glad that the pressure to find articles has lifted. Slightly.
  • Talking about families, tomorrow I am going away on holiday. I am sooooo excited! I cannot wait to smell the fresh sea air again! And what’s even nicer is that I am going down with my whole family. We haven’t been together on holiday since I was about 12, and so it’s going to be a really nice experience reliving our trips down to the coast as a family. My dad used to scream at my sister for never remembering what an arrestabed was (I know – arb, but it was important to him), and I used to scream at the top of my lungs that my dad needs to find a parking space because “the sea is running away”… ie, the waves.I will be taking my laptop down, so hopefully the blog will be getting regular updates. I’ll be able to show you photos like…

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    Ja. Nee. Bet you’re jealous, neh? ;)

  • Lastly, I cannot tell you how much I am addicted to Facebook. It is simply, scary.

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