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Die Ompad Huis Toe – Vanessa del Fabbro

This is the second book John lent me to read. John is the security guard at my work, guarding the gate. He is learning the Afrikaans language at the moment. I think he lent me this book, because he can’t yet.

ompad huis toe

I couldn’t find the Afrikaans cover.

Boekomslag opsomming: Die kind wat altyd oorleef, het dit weer gedoen… Hoekom het ék oorleef, maar nie die vorige twee slagoffers van motorkapings wat in hierdie hospitaal was nie? As my eie broer nie kon…? Ek huiwer om die gedagtes een in my kop te laat vorm aanneem. Is daar ‘n hoër doel waarom my lewe gespaar moes word?

Die Suid-Afrikaanse joernalis Monica Brunetti het alles in die lewe – ‘n belowende loopbaan, ‘n liefdevolle gesin, ‘n mansvriend wat aan trou dink – wanneer sy die kwaad van aangesig tot aangesig ontmoet en in ‘n hospitaalbed beland langs die spontane Ella Nkhoma met die magiese persoonlikheid, wie se humorsin en warm hart Monica se uitkyk op die wêreld op sy kop keer. Hul besonderse vriendskap neem Monica ver anderkant die omheinde wit woonbuurte, na ‘n afdraaipad wat albei vroue se lewe in ‘n heel ander koers stuur…

This book is a translation of The Road to Home, first published in 2005.

This book is an accurate description of the relationships between the different races in South Africa. It also shows that no matter what, life doesn’t always end up the way you planned.

Rating: 5/5

My dream job – day 23 blog challenge

My dream job is to be either a full-time writer/online journalist/digital copywriter/or doing editing for a magazine.

So far I’m a freelance journalist and an online journalist/digital copywriter intern – so it’s definitely possible.

Here’s some of my articles:

Imagine if people would pay me for what I write for my own blog! That will be the ultimate job!

What’s at the top of your bucket list – day 16 blog challenge

I don’t really have a bucket list. I just have goals.

My #1 goal was to get a job that pays. I’m going to start a 3 month internship program as a digital copy writer/journalist on Tuesday. Luckily I can work from home, 3 days a week, 8 hours a day. That will be a considerable adjustment. I’m already busy with two articles. I finished the one today. I worked 6 hours yesterday and almost 8 hours today. I will only receive        R 1000 as payment which is actually peanuts but beggars can’t be choosers. Hopefully after 3 months they will be so impressed with my work they’ll give me  a permanent job with a bigger salary. So far so good.

I would love to write a book and publish it. That is my life goal. If only I could choose a topic and stick with it. I keep jumping around or I procrastinate.

I am so tired and my back hurts! Going to make some pancakes for dinner.

Those dreaded questions

I have as of yet another interview tomorrow and I’m so not looking forward to it. I know they are going to ask me those dreaded questions… I always go blank, because I know I can’t tell them what’s on my mind. So I quickly have to make something up.

Why did you apply for this job?

What I’m thinking: Uhm… because it is something I’ve studied, the money is looking pretty good and I don’t need prior experience. (Duh!) But I can’t tell them that, now can I?

What I say: I think this will be a great opportunity where I can develop my skills as an editor.


Why do you think your the perfect man for the job?

What I’m thinking: Uh.. I don’t!

What I say: I’m young, I’m fresh out of university, I’m hard working, I’m loyal. (What more do you want?! I don’t say that )


Why did you decide to study journalism or editing/why did you decide to become a journalist or editor:

What I’m thinking: Uh.. I want to be a writer, but my mom says I need a job. This is the closest I can get, don’t you think?

Or: Ek kan nie ’n dokter word nie, want ek sal uitpass van die bloed, ek is nie ’n onderwyser nie want ek sal die kinders vermoor en ek sal sielsongelukkig wees as ek ’n boekhouer sou word.

What I say: I love languages. I love writing. I love reading. 

Such clichés. Sometimes I want to do an experiment and answer with what I’m thinking and see what happens. Do interviewers appreciate honesty or little white lies? Here’s another one:


Where do you see yourself over 10 years?

What I’m thinking: I don’t even know where I’m going to be tomorrow and now you want me to tell my future? Actually I don’t want to live that long, I definitely don’t want to get married, I don’t want kids (I definitely can’t tell them that!)

What I say: I want to be in a permanent job position, earning good money maybe paying off a house… (Apparently according to my friends this is what interviewers want to hear).


Why did you choose our company?

What I’m thinking: Uh… Because you’ve advertised for a junior copy editor (Duh!)

 What I say: It’s in Centurion, Pretoria (not far from where I’m staying).

I’m so not looking forward to tomorrow. I’m also writing a mini test so I better refresh my memory with everything I’ve learnt in my courses at Uni. Wish me luck!



This job will be the death of me I swear!

I’m having trouble sending my pictures to my editor. Hopefully dropbox will be able to sort that out. It’s still syncing to my dropbox and might take a few hours. Fingers crossed.

Now they decided to move the deadline to the 23rd of April. That means I’m going to have to write one more article during the weekend. And I was hoping to send it tomorrow, everything would be over and that I could rest on the weekend. 

Actually they want more than eight articles before next week Tuesday! Gee thanks, but I think that’s just not going to cut it for me. It’s kinda short notice, don’t you think? I’m still working on my third and fourth article. 

So far I only have one more idea for one more article. But I’ll worry about that tomorrow. Today I want to finish up with the articles I have and editing my pictures.


True to my ranting, here’s my haiku for today:

I cannot keep up

The job of a journalist 

is never done. So


many things I should

know of- what’s going on plus

writing articles.


Technology cursed

us journalists – social 

networks galore. Must


check everything.

news constantly updated 

I cannot keep up.

A small part of me wishes it was still the early days: lying around hoping for a job to come around.

P.S the colour pink makes me think of shock or pressure.