Painted strokes of “Coloured”

Has anyone ever looked at you as if you are “one” of the “circumstantial statistics?” Like you are meant to:

  • Fall pregnant at 16
  • Settle for a below mediocre man
  • Drink and smoke your monthly paycheck away
  • Only have enough to eat for the next two days
  • Live with your parents(more money to party & babysitter for your child)
  • Not want anything more for yourself
  • Have no dreams

I avoid the conversation topics of discussion when it comes to Race or Religion, as there is always politics regarding this, however, I have experienced this kind of treatment all my life, where people look at me with “un”-genuine sympathy and secret “rolling-eyes,” more than looking at your capability, ability and thirst for success. Our closest family members and even bosses tell you that you must be grateful that they help you e.g with finances, food etc. Or bosses who tell you how fortunate you are to be able to work for their company/organization or people who constantly mention how they have helped you out of your hell hole; and overall, collectively, how you would not be where you are if it was not for them.

Society has been lead to and allowed opinionated views to influence their thought process. This, sadly, is a historical strategy, implemented by government, to create division and conquer, by eradicating the “illegitimate” child, which is us, coloureds.

People use our “un”-placed race as a bargaining chip to keep us on a leash and make us rethink, who “you” are and comparatively positioned; and allow us to think they dragged us from our bottomless pit of misfortunes.

Have you ever looked at your potential before believing what your position is in the diverse ethnicities in your workplace or society, other than, how beneficial and valuable you are or will be to your workplace or society? Or, how family members should be happy that they are able to assist/support you. Yes, family are most times the “racist” they try to avoid, specifically because they “un”-intentionally accepted and programmed the intentional publicized negative “coloured” classification.

I know, being the colour I am, living in Pretoria, has lead many of my conversations with others, who are from a different race, to the typical “coloured” generalisation topic like, coloured people are alcoholics, always walk around with a knife, most coloured people strive to be a receptionist or packer at a store, we are “skandaalig” (Afrikaans), which means noisy or loud, coloured’s always steal, lie, they are uneducated, promiscuous, always resorting to violence and also that most coloured’s are unemployed because we are lazy. Hey, it has even gone as far as, coloured’s from Cape Town lose their front teeth because of the amount of salt we have in the sea. I know, hilarious, right? Why only coloured people, there are black and white people in Cape Town too, who eat the fish.

These negative stereotypical assumptions have been accepted by us and our progressively divided society and it, for example, has made it “okay” for e.g companies to abuse our tendency to work harder than others, people looking at us as thieves, liars, noisy drunks, as we always felt that we needed to prove ourselves to avoid being labelled as a “typical coloured.” Also, our every move is audited by other’s because of the mentioned stereotypes, which strips us of our dignity, integrity and most importantly our colour and culture. This has erased our identity, where is the humanity in that?

This has unfortunately persuaded coloured people to inherit and adopt the misled identification of “who they are” by societies influenced definition of “coloured.”

There is a much deeper history in terms of how we were unsuccessfully “aborted” and I suggest you read up about it when going back in history.

We owe ourselves the accolades we deserve, especially when we excel and prosper, not to prove to anyone else but ourselves, how capable, able and driven we are to create an improved “Generation Next.”

I do not see colour when I am in the company of other races, I see people who share their different dynamics and culture to educate me on how collaborative ideas could change the governed thinking patterns of society.

I am proud to be coloured, setting me apart from the rest, isolating my progressive success for me and no one else.

“God took His time and painted me in different shades to add colour to the universe, God made me differently “me!” – Monique Williams

Author: Love The "Un"- Present

I wish I could start this introduction of myself on a perky note, however I am a realist, my life was something meant for a horror movie......ok maybe I'm exaggerating, however no child should have to experience this. I can however tell you this, I am a God serving and God fearing woman and I stand to tell my story with rejoice in my heart because as God has lead Joseph to his victory, even though he lived some of his years in suffering. So did I live mine, but He is leading me to my victory, through all my trials and triumphs He has guided me from terrible to worse times and now He leads me from victory to victory. I live with no regrets as that was my path I had to take to get to know My Lord God, Saviour and Redeemer. Now brace yourselves for my truth.............

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