Top Ten Tuesday - 10 Favourite quotes from books

Tuesday, September 29, 2020

It's Tuesday and I was so hoping to have lots of time to do my Top Ten Tuesday post this week. We are on holiday and there are few extra hours in the day for blogging. Alas... The hours aren't the problem - It's the wifi and cellphone signals. Luckily we have old stock that can be revived. If I had to make a brand new post today, I would rather have left it. And Todays prompt is one of my favorite topics to talk about, that's why I have my weekly fortnightly Wednesday Wisdom post. Ten Favourite Quotes from books. 

I've made this post over 3 years ago and some are still relevant. Would have been great to update it! But I have books to read today and a holiday to enjoy....Uploading one picture/link takes at least 10 minutes. So nope, let's just enjoy the original ones! 

181868071. The One plus One by Jojo Moyes (this one is dedicated to those brainy guys who use numbers and equations to confuse us mere mortals )

The law of probability combined with the law of large numbers state that to break the odds, sometimes you have to repeat an event an increasing number of times in order to get you to the outcome you desire. The more you do, the closer you get. Or as I explain to Mom, basically sometimes you just have to keep going.

Nobody knows much about women, not even Freud, not even women themselves. But it's like electricity: You don't have to know how it works to get a shock. 

I still have a few more from this book. Used it for my very first Wednesday Wisdom post. Wednesday Wisdom from The Shadow of the Wind

The words you can't find, you borrow. In the end we are all collected works. He has read enough to know there are no collections where each story is perfect. Some hits, some misses. If you're lucky, a standout. And in the end, people only really remember the standouts. 

Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, insist upon it and sometimes even travel around the world for it. Once you have achieved a state of happiness, you must never become lax about maintaining it. 

I've used the very talented Elizabeth Gilbert's latest novel also for a Wednesday Wisdom post. City of Girls by Elizabeth Gilbert

Time is more precious than gold, more precious than diamonds, more precious than oil or any valuable treasure. It is time that we do not have enough of. It is time that causes the war within our hearts and so we must spend it wisely. Time cannot be packaged and ribboned and left under trees for Christmas morning. Time can't be given. But it can be shared.


When you pray, you know that you want something. That is always the first step: To let yourself know that you want something, that you yearn for it. Sometimes that's the hardest thing to do, because you have to have courage to know what you desire. You have to have courage to acknowledge that you are unhappy without it. And sometimes you have to find courage to know that it was your folly or your wrongdoing which lost it. 

One of the beauties of Jungle Law is that punishment settles all scores. There is no nagging afterwards.

Imagine if humans can learn that. 


To live everyday as if it had bee stolen from death, that is how I would like to live. To separate oneself from the burden, the angst, the anguish that we all encounter everyday. To say 'I am alive, I am wonderful. I am, I am'. When I am a person, that is how I will live my life.

2728527This one also made it to Wednesday Wisdom from The Art of Racing in the Rain

That's what I love about reading: one tiny thing will interest you in a book and that tiny thing will lead you on to another book and another bit there will lead you on to a third book. It is geometrically progressive. All with no end in sight and for no other reason than sheer enjoyment. 

2254548010. The Rabit Back Literature Society by Pasi Ilmari Jaaskelainen (this one is dedicated to all South Africans and all other countries across the world, who is suffering under the strain of  drought)

Let's think about the rain. Little spheres of water falling from the sky. They're harmless. Do you think that water only belongs in lakes and ponds and rivers, in pipes and bath tubs? What troubles we go to, building ourselves waterproof roofs, clothes, umbrellas, all to keep from having anything to do with water. We try so hard to separate ourselves from it. But we are made from water. You are and so am I. Water is flowing through us all the time. Is water God? It is certainly life at least. Life has its source in water.

What's your favorite quotes from books? Remember to link up with Jana from That Arsty Reader Girl and share your favorite book quotes.

Lots of Love,


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Five Qaurters of the Orange by Joanne Harris

Monday, September 28, 2020


Title: Five Quarters of the Orange
Author: Joanne Harris
Pages: 363 (Paperback)
Published: 2002 (Black Swan)
ISBN: 978 0552 998833
Genre: Historical Fiction (WWII), Food and secrets are main ingredients
My Rating:    
Synopsis: Beyond the main street of Les Laveuses runs the Loire, smooth and brown as a sunning snake - but hiding a deadly undertow beneath its moving surface. This is where Framboise, a secretive widow named after a raspberry liqueur, plies her culinary trade at the creperie - and lets her memory play strange games.

Into this world comes the threat of revelation as Frambroise's nephew - a profiteering Parisian - attempts to exploit the growing success of the country recipes she has inherited from her mother, a woman remembered with contempt by the villagers of Les Laveuses. As the split blood of a tragic wartime childhood flows again, exposure beckons for Framboise, the widow with an invented past.

"I know, I know. You want me to get to the point. But this is at least as important as the rest, the method of telling, and the time taken to tell. It has taken me 55 years to begin, at least let me do it in my own way."

WWII is one of my favorite genres. Every now and then I say - enough now. I don't want to read about The War any more. There are just too many excellent stories build around that time and I get drawn to them like the wasps to the rotten fruit in the orchards of Les Laveuses, on the banks of the Loire.

Every WWII story is unique. Everyone grasps you in a different way, some you can categorize together, some are in a league of their own. Some are about the events, some about the experiences, some about the survival and some are about the ignorance, the unrealness, this-is-but-a-childish game, or events only possible in fiction. Five Quarters of the Orange  is one of those. 

"Of course I had heard of these things. It was just that in Les Laveuses things were different. We'd all heard rumours, of course, but in my mind they had got somehow tangled with the Death Ray from The War of the Worlds. Hitler had been muddled with the pictures of Charlie Chaplan from Reinette's film magazines, fact fusing with folklore, rumour, fiction and newsreel broadcast melting into serial-story start-fighters from beyond the planet Mars and night flights across the Rhine, gunslingers and firing-squads, U-boots and the Nautilus 20, 000 leagues under". 

This book was beautiful written and the scenery, characters and events where visually so well described, it played like a movie in my minds eye. Especially Mirabelle Dartigen's album with the recipes, the photos and her sometimes unreadable, sometimes assumingly mad, scribbles. 

The story is about so much more than The War and the Nazi occupation in France. In fact, it blurred more in the background. Characters you should like, you hate. Characters you should hate, you love. And that's how and why everyone got misunderstood. Especially if you live on the continent of 9. 

True to her name, Framboise is a fermented character with layers of sugar, sweet/sour tasting with a kick you should be aware of. But she's a liqueur that will linger. 

This was my first Joanne Harris book that I've read. I've seen Chocolat more than once and believe that Five Quarters of the orange will also make a wonderful, memorable movie. Book and movie should be enjoyed by a bottle of good wine or liqueur. 


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Bestsellers around the world: South Africa and Australia

Saturday, September 26, 2020

 A couple of weeks ago my Mommy received her first EMAIL, not comment, from a fellow blogger. You can imagine the surprise and utter joy we felt. That email came all the way from The Land Down Under to be delivered in her inbox here on the Southern Part of Africa. Oh, how I miss the postal services! I would have loved to get a real letter from Australia! 

Anyway, Marg from the Adventures of the Intrepid Reader contacted my Mommy to ask if she wants to take part in a joint post regarding bestsellers and how they compare between our different countries. Over the next couple of weeks, we chatted a couple of times via email and we discovered that her husband is originally from South Africa and her in laws are still living here. What a small world we live in. 

I don't as a rule follow the Best Sellers list in South Africa. I read whatever I want. My Mommy's favorite Bookshop in South Africa, is Bargain Books. It's one of the first shops on the right as you enter our local Shopping Mall and yes, she normally steers right upon entering the sliding doors. They usually have a display of the Top Ten Popular books for the past week. Here's the books that made their display for the week ending 19 September 2020:

1. Think like a monk - Jay Shetty
2. All Rise - Dikgang Moseneke
3. What's your move - Nicolette Mashile
4. The 5 AM Club - Robin Sharma
5. The Gift: 12 Lessons to safe your life - Edith Eger
6. Midnight Sun - Stephanie Meyer
7. Hans gee Herklaas Horings - Rudie van Rensburg
8. 7 Ways - Jamie Oliver
9. Man's search for meaning -  Victor Frankl
10. 12 Rules for Life - Jordan Peterson 

(Photo from Bargain Books' Facebook page)

From this list, I come to the following conclusions regarding the average South African at this point in time:
  • Anxiety is a huge problem for humans in South Africa. They stress about money, food, work, health, their families and safety
  • The Ten Commandments obviously don't cut it anymore. They now rather need 12 steps/rules/lessons to lighten the burden
  • They need money
  • They need Justice
  • They desperately search for meaning
  • They need an escape from reality (yes, vampires are better than real life in some places)
  • We love to cook and eat and the fewer ingredients with the easiest methods, the better
  • Afrikaans people still believe that humor and fiction will solve most problems

How many of those best sellers does my Mommy desperately want to see on her over-flowing bookshelves? She might read Think like a Monk by Jay Shetty, although YouTube is just so much easier, and if someone shuffs Midnight Sun by Stephanie Meyer in her hand, she will most probably read it. She did read the first 4 (I wasn't born yet, I had nothing to do with it).

A large number of South Africans immigrate to Australia for various reasons. I wonder if life is really so much better in The Land Down Under? Let's see what was happening on their Bestsellers list:

  1. Ottolenghi Flavour - Yotam Ottolenghi

  2. Midnight Sun by Stephanie Meyer

  3. The Happiest Man on Earth by Eddie Jaku

  4. Dog Man #9 Grime and Punishment - Dav Pilkey (children’s book)

  5. The Space Between by Zara McDonald and Michelle Andrews

  6. The Golden Maze:A Biography of Prague by Richard Fidler

  7. Think Like a Monk by Jay Shetty

  8. The Lying Life of Adults by Elena Ferrante

  9. Bluey : Grannies (children’s book)

  10. Sam Bloom: Heartache and Birdsong

They have children's books on their Top Ten Best Sellers! How cool is that! I know that Children's Books do make the Top Ten list here with us as well, but not often enough. Especially not ones featuring fluffy white kittens. They should look into that. I am sure it will lighten some of that anxiety.

There were only two similarities between our two countries:

Do you think that says anything specific about our two countries? I think Jay Shetty's book reflect our similar hospitable citizens and our heightened sense of family and the importance of the man next to you. South Africa is known as one of the friendliest countries in the world. With so many ex-citizens now residing in Australia, it's good to know they remembered their manners.

The Stephanie Meyer one has to be a simple explanation: Have you been to South Africa? Have you been to Australia? Do you have any idea of the wildlife we share our beautiful countries with? Vampires don't scare us, Mate. We simply need some entertainment from a different type of beast. 

Thanks for traveling with us today, here's Marg's link to see her view on the Bestsellers around the world. The Intrepid Reader

Thanks again for inviting us to do this with you, Marg! She is such a talented and well loved blogger, we stand in awe for the opportunity! 

Lots of Love,

Mareli & Elza 

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Weekend Book Friends #10

Friday, September 25, 2020

 Good morning dear Friday Friends! By the time you are reading this, we are hopefully well on our way to our holiday destination for the next couple of days. Yes, Elza is sulking at home, but she will be fine and might just realize how unbelievably spoiled she is. 

I am looking forward to our holiday and hope that we will have adventures and wondrous discoveries just like Miss Benson in the book that I will be featuring today.

Miss Benson's Beetle by Rachel Joyce

Margery Benson’s life ended the day her father walked out of his study and never came back. Forty years later, abandoning a dull job, she advertises for an assistant. The successful candidate is to accompany Margery on an expedition to the other side of the world to search for a beetle that may or may not exist. Enid Pretty is not who she had in mind. But together they will find themselves drawn into an adventure that exceeds all Margery’s expectations, eventually finding new life at the top of a red mountain.

This is a story that is less about what can be found than the belief it might be found; it is an intoxicating adventure story and it is also a tender exploration of a friendship between two unforgettable women that defies all boundaries. 

I only have enough time for Book Beginnings and Friday 56 today, next week there will hopefully be more time to do a full Friday post.

Book Beginnings

  For our first stop, we will pay a visit to Gilion over at Rose City Reader to share our Book Beginnings.  Every Friday you can link up and share the first sentence of your current read (or the one you plan to devour over the weekend), as well as your initial thoughts and impressions. Hashtags are the one thing I do know on social media, so simply #bookbeginnings so we can find each other. 

Miss Benson's Beetle opens with:

"When Margery was ten, she fell in love with a beetle.
It was a bright summer's day and all the windows of the rectory were open. She had an idea about sailing her wooden animals across the floor, two by two, but the set had belonged to her brothers once and most of them were either coloured-in or broken. Some were even missing altogether. She was wondering if in the circumstances you could pair a three-legged camel and a bird with spots when her father came out of his study."

The Friday 56

Next we will pay a visit to Freda over at Freda's voice who hosts the Friday 56. Don't show up empty handed though! 
  • Grab a book (Yes, any book. But it might get you to your other Friday activities a bit quicker if you just grab the book you are currently reading)
  • Turn to page 56 or 56% on your e-reader
  • Find a sentence or two (your other Friday activities might determine this)
  • Post it!
  • Remember to post your link on Freda's Voice and to visit the other guys in the linky.
  • And  last but not least, don't forget to list the title of the book and the author as well.

Lets' see what happens on page 56 of Miss Benson's Beetle: 

"I'm her assistant! We're going on the adventure of our lives!""

And so are we!! I hope. 

I wish you all a wonderful weekend, happy reading and stay safe. 

Lots of Love,


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Wondrous Words Wednesday - Curmudgeon

Wednesday, September 23, 2020

I saw this very catchy blog title on Yvonne, over at  Fiction Books' website, and it immediately caught my lover-of-language eye. I so wish I could talk like humans. Who doesn't love all the different languages? Who doesn't love a good alliteration? Wondrous Words Wednesday. I can definitely purr that. 

My Mommy started investigating and notice that this is actually a meme started by Kathy @  Bermuda Onion Blog. But Kathy is taking a bit of a break and just like Yvonne, I do hope she doesn't mind that we still use her meme. 

English is not my first language, my Mommy mostly speak Afrikaans to me. So yes - we do come across some words that we've never heard or seen before in our reading endeavors. For last week's Top Ten Tuesday, I utterly convinced you that The world does revolve around me. On that post, we came across a word that my Mommy has never seen before:


It sounds like a terrible disease and I guess for some people (and a few cats), it might just be that. As you can see from our cover image, a curmudgeon is a bad tempered person - especially an old one. I know a few of those and one cat. 

This got us thinking, who's your favorite curmudgeon in books? Here's a few of ours:

I almost forgot about Mrs Rottenmeier from Heidi by Johanna Spyri. My mommy says she still has nightmares from that horrible lady.

Just to add a final flavor to our Wondrous Words Wednesday post, let's look at the Afrikaans translation for curmudgeon. According to Google Translate, it should be 'hinderlaag'. That is completely wrong, because a 'hinderlaag' is an obstacle. Although, come to think of it... Some curmudgeons are nothing but obstacles.....

In my humble opinion, the Afrikaans translation for curmudgeon should be:

Beneuk or Bedonnerd or Knorrig 

What Wondrous Words can you share with us today?

I don't find a link-up or a linky for this meme, if I'm missing it - please be so kind and let me know.

Have a wonderful Wednesday!

Lots of Love,


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The Classics Club (I finally did it!)

Tuesday, September 22, 2020

I am so excited for this post today, I've been meaning to join The Classics Club for such a long time. When I first started blogging 3 years ago, I meant to do it. Never got round to it. This time around, I'm pulling an Eliza Doolittle on myself and move my bloomin ass. 

No time for too much chitchat here, there's lots of books that need to be entered here. In case you also want to to join, here's the fine print: 

  • – choose 50+ classics
  • – list them at your blog
  • – choose a reading completion goal date up to five years in the future and note that date on your classics list of 50+ titles
  • – e-mail the moderators of the Classics Club blog ( with your list link and information and it will be posted on the Members Page!
  • – write about each title on your list as you finish reading it, and link it to your main list
  • – when you’ve written about every single title, let them and everyone else know!
It did take me some time to compile my list. I mostly made use of The Goodreads Classic Must Read List and I was actually quite surprised to see how many I have read. To make life easier for myself with this challenge, I am opening a shelf on my personal Goodreads Bookshelves to be a companion to the list below. Some of these will be re-reads, some will be first time encounters.

So without any further ado, here's my list of 50 books I plan to read between September 2020 - September 2025. Books aren't listed in any particular order (Good grief, I don't have time for that as well)

1/50 Completed

Just some small print from my side:

I don't believe in torturing yourself by completing a book you really can't get your nose stuck in. So if I read any of these and I know I won't complete it, I will replace the book with another one on the Classics lists. It will be mentioned on this post and the monitors informed.

Gosh, this is a bit of a long post today. I think I need to go and get my nose stuck in a book now before I get completely discouraged!

Have you read any of the books on my Classics list? Will you advice me to remove and replace any of these?

If you are also a member of The Classics Club, please give me a shout out.

Happy Reading!


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The Sunday Post #12

Sunday, September 20, 2020

Greetings humans.  No exclamation marks or smiling kitties today. My Mommy's heart is a bit heavy and mine are just scared and confused. In my little, simply a kitten mind, I was under the impression that animals were placed under the care of humans. I'm sure I've read it in that Big Black Book next to my Mommy's bedside. 

Not sure who's mistaken here, but seeing that I'm from a species who cannot speak for themselves, it will most probably be us in the wrong. Ever noticed how humans can justify everything with spoken words?

On Thursday, disgruntled employees at the Fairview Racecourse in Port Elizabeth (this is very close to where we live), went on a stabbing spree while venting their anger over the non-payment of UIF money. One horse was killed with a panga and several others seriously injured.   Eyewitness News

How terribly sad when innocent animals are slaughtered and abused due to greed and hate. It makes me very scared and my Mommy very sad. On Thursday it is heritage day in South Africa, but Mommy says she will not celebrate it. This is not her heritage.

Let's try to be a bit more cheerfully, shall we?

Adding to the litter

I'm trying to think if Mommy bought any new books this past week. Not that it will actually matter, because she is already packing her holiday book bag.

They are leaving on Thursday or Friday and I am going to miss her soooo much. But the lady who is coming to house-sit, is gorgeous and I love playing with her. And I'm just thinking of all the lovely prezzies when they come back.

Scratching the Blog Pole 

Three posts this week and one book review. Not bad for last week of term! We will try to pre-schedule a couple of posts over the holidays. If' you've missed any of our posts, click on the image to have a look.

Top Ten Tuesday

Wednesday Wisdom

Weekend Book Friends 

On the couch 

Currently Reading

N. O. T. H. I. N. G.

Seriously. Mommy finished all her current reads and as soon as this post is published, she is going to sort out her Kindle as well and then dive into her holiday stack. She only reviewed one. I think it was one of her best reviews ever. It's in Afrikaans, but we did add an translate button to the home screen, so you will be able to read it.

Currently watching 


Extremes, I know. But that's how you enjoy life! Daddy was away for most of the week and Mommy just needed something light and fluffy (as if I'm not enough). We both enjoyed Feel the Beat very much. Last night, she and Daddy watched The Good Liar. Daddy lost interest and we fell asleep, but Mommy loved it. She says it's definitely worth the watch!

No Let it Go section today. I'm sure many of you will share my sentiment.

May you all have a wonderful week and if any of God's creatures have been placed under your care, please take good care of them and spare a prayer for those who are not as fortunate.

We hope to chat with you next week! It will all depend on signal at Mommy's holiday destination.

Please remember to add your Sunday News to the following lovely ladies: 

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Grensgeval deur Marita van der Vyver

Saturday, September 19, 2020

 Titel: Grensgeval
Skrywer: Marita van der Vyver
Publikasie: 2019 (Penguin)
Bladsye: 293
Formaat: Sagtebank
Beveel aan: As jy van Marita van der Vyver hou en weet hoe sy toor met woorde en stories - verseker ja. Moenie 'n oorlogstorie of reisjoernaal verwag nie.
My Gradering: 
Kort opsomming: Die brief wat Theresa tussen haar eksman Theo se besittings ná sy dood ontdek, skeur haar lewe oop. Jare lank het sy haar rug op Theo gedraai, ’n man wat sy laaste twee dekades in ’n inrigting moes deurbring. Só ook het sy die land se verlede weggestoot, die tyd toe tienerseuns gestuur is om aan die grens te veg – ’n plek en ’n oorlog waarvan mense tuis bitter min geweet het. Vir Theresa self was dit ’n tydperk van eerste liefdes, disko’s en vakansies by die see.
Theresa besef gou die brief is deur ’n Kubaanse soldaat aan sy kind geskryf – iemand wat, indien hy of sy nog leef, nou minstens veertig jaar oud sal wees. Theresa weet in haar siel sy moet Kuba toe: om die soldaat se kind te soek, om die brief te besorg, om boete te doen vir Theo se dade en vir haar eie onkunde.
In swoel, afgeleefde Kuba, tussen kleurryke motors uit die vyftigerjare en geurige sigaarrook, word Theresa se soektog intiem vervleg met die lewens van mense wat in Angola as “die vyand” gebrandmerk is. Só ontrafel sy wat dit beteken het om groot te word in die Suid-Afrika van daardie tyd.

"Jy weet nie wat die werklike belangrike besluite in jou lewe is terwyl jy hulle neem nie. Eers later, wanneer jy terugkyk, besef jy dat alles anders sou uitgewerk het as jy daar anders besluit het."
Ek weet nie hoe geskik dit is om 'n boekresensie in brief-formaat te doen nie. Aangesien die hooftema van Grensgeval,  Angel se brief aan Mercedes is, voel ek ook sommer lus om 'n brief te skryf. 

Liewe Tannie Marita,

My naam is Mareli en ek het ook groot geword as 'n plattelandse muis waar ons geleer is om mense wat meer as 10 jaar ouer as jy is, as Oom en Tannie aan te spreek. As die "Tannie" dus onvanpas is, aanvaar tog maar dis vir ons Afrikaanse meisies van weleer 'n aanspreekvorm van respek. Om Tannie te jy en jou, sal net inperk hoeveel respek ek vir Tannie se skryfkuns het.

Ek was in Standard 9 toe Die Dinge van 'n Kind  gepubliseer is en wonder bo wonder, het my Ma my toegelaat om dit te lees. My streng Gereformeerde Pa het natuurlik fronsend toegekyk.  (Nou het Tannie sommer ook 'n idee hoe oud ek is).Daar het ek dus vir die eerste keer kennis gemaak met die Grensoorlog. Of beter gestel, eers regtig kennis gemaak met die realiteit van die grensoorlog en nie die komiese vermaak wat vir ons opgedis is in Boetie gaan Border toe nie. Ooooe ons het almal geswymel oor Arnold Vosloo. Ek doen dalk nogsteeds. Die man het darem nes 'n goeie rooiwyn, goed verouderd. 

Met die lees van Tannie se jongste boek, besef ek met 'n skok dat ek ek regtig absoluut niks weet van die oorlog op die grens nie. Watter grens? Okay, nou oordryf ek bietjie. Maar ook maar net effens. Presies soos in Tannie se boek, het ons almal net geluister na wat die Dominee, die onderwysers en ons ouers ons vertel het. In my geval, was dit 'n ronde nul. Die beste van alles, ek het Geskiedenis as vak gehad tot in Matriek. Ook in daardie sylabus is daar geen woord gesprook nie. 

In 'n kwessie van 'n week het ek baie gelees, baie bepeins en ure met my man gesels. Hy weet so bietjie meer as nul. Ek gaan my egter nie in hierdie skrywe uitlaat oor wat my gevoel nou oor die grensoorlog is nie. Want dan moet ek begin gesels oor waar ons land tans is ook. Ek is egter nie 'n vereerde skrywer of politieke joernalis of  iemand van belang dat daar enige ag geslaan sal word op my woorde nie. 

Mag ek maar eerder so paar sinne en frases uit Tannie se boek aanhaal en dit saam spoeg en plak?

"Hoop is soos vloeistof wat in 'n breekbare kruik gestoor word en hulle kruik het telkens in skerwe gespat...... En tog is die houer elke keer wonderbaarlik herstel, oor en oor gevul met persoonlike en politieke hoop, soos ook met die meeste van hulle medeburgers gebeur het. Al die skerwe weer aanmekaar geplak elke keer met meer krake as voorheen, die houer al hoe leliker. Maar skynbaar onvernietigbaar." (bl 169)

"Die onverdraagsaamheid tussen rasse en klasse is meer blatant as ooit tevore, die korrupsie van politieke leiers en die geldgierigheid van gewetenlose sakelui het alles besmet, die geweldige misdaad en die minagting van menselewens maak haar gereeld moedeloos. Al wat sy kan doen, is om daardie stukkende kruik van haar maar weer vol goeie voornemens te giet - en te hoop dat alles nie sal uitlek terwyl sy hierdie lydensweg saam met haar landgenote aflê nie." 
(bl 288)

Die reis Kuba toe was vir my heerlik. Ek het te lekker prentjies en plekke ge-Google en as ons land en my eie grense my ooit sal toelaat, sal ek wel die kleurryke eiland besoek. 

Tannie se boek het my diep geraak. Dalk juis oor my traak-my-nie-agtige houding heens die grensoorlog en wat dit werklik geverg het van ons land se jongmanne wat opgeroep is vir verpligte diensplig nie. Diensplig en oorlog is nie dieselfde ding nie. Nie al ons troepe was romantiese Troepie-Doepies nie en te veel van hulle het nooit Ruben Lennox se duisend liggies gesien om te wys iemand wag by die huis nie. 

Ek was self maar 'n blote kind toe ek Die dinge van 'n kind gelees het. Toe ek nog geglo het soos 'n kind, gehoop het soos 'n kind en gedink het soos 'n kind. Die slotwoorde in die boek bly my steeds by:

"En wie weet, miskien sal ons eendag, iewers in hierdie land, by mekaar verbystap, mekaar 'n oomblik in die oë kyk en vlugtig wonder: Waar het ek haar voorheen gesien? Iets omtrent haar lyk bekend. En dan sal iets ons aandag aflei en ons sal weer van mekaar vergeet.
En nooit weet dat ons 'n oomblik, sonder 'n raaisel, in 'n helder spieël gekyk het nie."

Meer as 20 jaar later is die dinge van 'n kind egter vêr agter ons en glo ek ook nie meer altyd in eindes nie. Gelukkig of te nie. Is dit blote toeval dat ek soorgelyke woorde as die bogenoemde aanhalings duskant die einde van Grensgeval raakloop?

"Sy het to dusver gedink sy gaan hom weer iewers sien, eendag, toevallig op straat of op die roltrappe van 'n winkelsentrum. Terwyl sy boontoe vervoer word, sal hy op pad wees ondertoe en sal hulle by mekaar verbygly en mekaar vir 'n oomblik in die oë kyk. Mekaar met 'n kopknik vergewe vir alles wat hulle aanmekaar gedoen het."
(En op die laaste bladsy)
"Die vyftienjarige Theresa Marais se dagboek is soos die foto van 'n spieël wat val, geneem in die breukdeel van 'n sekonde voordat dit die vloer tref en in ontelbare skerwe spat."

So moet ons almal seker groot word en ontnugter word. Vele van ons word ook maar 'n Grensgeval: Party grens oor alles (huil voortdurend), party grens aan waansin, party huiwer konstant op die grens tussen hoop en wanhoop. 

En dan skryf Tannie weer vir ons 'n boek. Daarop sal ons altyd hoop en altyd na uitsien.

Vriendelike groete,

Mareli Thalwitzer 

From 1966 to 1989 The South African Defense Force (SADF) fought a war on the border between Angola and South West Africa (today known as Namibia). This 23 year conflict is today referred to as the Forgotten War. The 'Kaplyn' (cutline) was a thin strip of land cleared of any growth. This was the border. During this period every single white South African son was forced, through the Conscript System, to serve at first, one, then later two years as soon as they left school. A total of 715 South African Soldiers gave their lives to protect their country.

This book is available in English under the title Borderline .


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