My mission: To drive to Qumbu, Eastern Cape, South Africa early Morning
My Frustration: Sudden Headlines on Isolezwe (Local Newspaper) with my face on the front page & Story in the entertainment section.
My Confusion: Being called and informed that there are Big Posters of my face in front of the Playhouse Theatre.
My Predigament: Having to suddenly perform and encourage a group of poets who had entered a competition
My response: Rising to the Occassion
My Suprise guest and accompaniment: Sboh the Poet! A new found friend.
The Result: A nervous, fast talking sister rushing through words in order to take a 5 hour trip in the snow, through curvy mountains, dusty roads and stubborn cows who own the road.
My Instrumentalist: My Cheerleader and friend: Madala Kunene whom I met in the Czech Republic many years ago. It always seem strange to meet homeboys for the first time in foreign lands.
I guess life is just like the bridge over the TINA RIVER...if you dont take the courage to cross over. You aint going nowehere!...okay thats a lame line but I really was enlightened and inspired by the poets I met on that date. My job was to bridge the gap between their talent and opportunities that exist OUT there in the BIG BAD WORLD. And I left there thinking: WOW. I love the spoken word. I love performance poetry. The Poets gave me oomph to go on SPITTING words of WISDOM and of LIFE... A follow up article on the 2nd of August highlighted my words and my promise to give local poets a platform on my Choose Day Literature programme entitled: Before they SPOKE they READ. SPITTING words up on the MIC. My show can be listened too live via http://www.gagasi995.co.za/.
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| The TINA RIVER dividing THE LONG TRIP TO freedom and the DESTINATION |
THE VIDEO LINK OF THE PERFORMANCE INTRO: http://www.facebook.com/#!/video/video.php?v=10150246004416008
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