https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Setaki6051/Stories from MZANZI to make you laugh and cry or make you say it would have been funny if it was not so tragic.hourly12000-01-01T12:00+00:00https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Setaki6051/780975I saw this flying missile, an empty breakfast bowl, hurtling towards my head as I entered the door of the Ward. I had to duck as fast as you can say crouch, and as I crouched low, I heard the porcelain bowl shatter into smithereens against the wall above the doorway and the shards raining down on...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Setaki6051/780929I once saw a swaggering thug, who thought he was cool, crossing a street with his hands in his pockets, jaywalking. He came to grief, when a speeding minibus taxi bore down on him, giving him such a fright, his tight stovepipe trousers split right down the middle, at the back, when he tried to...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Setaki6051/762860“There are two guys you don’t want to mess with in this place,” said Fred who served as a mentor to all newly arrived students at the School of Medicine of the University of Natal. “Who are they?” asked Panyaza who came from rural Venda, was doing his first year in Medicine and believed...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Setaki6051/761188“What is the cause of this devastating disease?” The Professor of Neurology asked me during a Ward Round one Monday morning after a weekend of debauchery. “The cause is idiopathic.” “I take by that you mean the cause is unknown.” “Yes” “Is it unknown by you, or by the rest of the Medical World?”...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Setaki6051/755568“Scuse me siree, how far Swanee is from Pretoree?” Tourist Hwang-Ho enquired from Information officer ‘Spuiker’ du Toit at the Johannesburg Tourist Information centre. Spuiker had landed the plum job a week after he had joined the ANC, just before the World Soccer Cup. “You mean how far is...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Setaki6051/747308“A wild beast jumped out of the forest, attacked and killed him in the car.” Tim’s sister said crying, when she reported how he had died. This is what actually happened: “Watch out!” Tim screamed. These were his last words on earth as the horned jumping antelope called an Impala crashed headlong...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Setaki6051/717561Zakes’s plan was to go where the man who kicked the cat, The Kicker, worked. He had read in the newspaper that he worked at the S.P.C.A. compound near Dube Village. The Court had sentenced him to do community service there, to clean up dog’s poo for a couple of weeks to teach him a lesson. Early...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Setaki6051/717559He waited for another agonising week for Sybrand to contact him. On the seventh day, a child from the S paza Shop came to tell him there was a phone call for him. “Meet me at Gate 2 at the Nasrec Show-grounds at seven tonight. I will be driving a white bakkie.” The voice at the other end of the...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Setaki6051/717512A week passed without Zakes getting any reply from Sybrand. He eventually forgot about the whole affair and set about scrounging for a living as he had been doing since the Gauteng Department of Education had declared him redundant, five years before, when the new Outcomes Based Education came...https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Setaki6051/717511Sybrand was outraged by the picture on the front page of the Sunday Times. It showed a man dressed in a black suit and red tie, kicking a cat at the FNB football stadium, now called Soccer City, in Soweto. ‘Man Kicks Cat to Death at Derby.’ The heading said. Sybrand usually did not bother himself...