Anyone want to join me in ranting my view?
It’s almost exams and I really don’t have the time to be going through blogs. But when I saw the name Rant a View I was impressed and thought to myself, (hmmmmmm this is an unusual name so let me take a look at it and see what it offers).
Well I must say I was impressed with it.
The design is a very simple colour and there is not much going on that would hurt the eye. I like the content of the blog. One can realise that most members are females. The topics they touch on are not really serious, they are things we as university students relate to. Their writing style is very interesting and they do not bore us with details that go on a on without one understanding the point. Most posts are about their personal lives which gives me the idea that they are people who live their lives in an open book manner. They do not hide anything and write what they feel.
There is also a section where they write about politics. The striking thing about this is that they only focus on Jacob Zuma. Is he the only political figure in this country? I cannot clearly decide what their motive for focussing on him is, or is it they hate him and want to put his flaws out there for everyone to see?The writes personalities come through in the blog and one will notice that they are truly different, and this brings excitement to the blog as their different opinions will come through without anyone feeling like they are stepping on each others toes. Read it for yourself and you will be intrigued http://rant-a-view.blogspot.com
Friday, October 30, 2009
I felt like I didn’t exist. Like there was this whole world outside of me. That people didn’t see me when I was just sitting there at the side of the road. Everyone’s lives carry on when they pass me by and going to work. Fellow students pass happily chatting about their dramatic lives and what new outfit they are going to wear tonight.
So there I was waiting for customers to come by and buy something at least. Spending an hour at the side of the road was the worst thing I ever had to do. It made me feel inferior to everyone else. Although I only had to spend an hour doing something I would never do in my daily life, selling earrings felt like a lifetime of being a hawker.
Business was slow today because only a few people would come by, most of them to just look at what was on display. I was so irritated with the fact that they were just asking the prices of the earrings and never buy anything. And I still had to smile every time they asked their friends if the earrings were nice enough for them to buy, and I also found myself having to convince them. Because after all if no one buys anything, there won’t be profit made for the day.
I was bored out of my mind the whole hour I was there. To think I am just there sitting doing nothing made me want to scream. I was so irritated that no one was even coming to buy anything. Although I only did this for an hour, I realised that this woman has to do this for every day of her life. And she has probably been doing it for years. Was I being selfish in being so angry? Did I have the right to be frustrated for only an hour?
When people passed and just looked at me, they would also look away. I felt embarrassed that I was there. I felt like just telling everyone who was passing by that I was just a journalism student and this was a project so that people didn’t think I’m poor. Wow that was a very horrible thing to say. But reality is I wouldn’t want to be sitting there selling earrings. But part of me also came to realise that this woman regards selling these earrings her daily job. If not they would starve. Then I started feeling sorry for her because the R7 people pay for the earrings contribute in her lifestyle and that is what she uses to get by in life. Ya ne, life is unfair………
feeling invisible in the retail world
I felt like I didn’t exist. Like there was this whole world outside of me. That people didn’t see me when I was just sitting there at the side of the road. Everyone’s lives carry on when they pass me by and going to work. Fellow students pass happily chatting about their dramatic lives and what new outfit they are going to wear tonight.
So there I was waiting for customers to come by and buy something at least. Spending an hour at the side of the road was the worst thing I ever had to do. It made me feel inferior to everyone else. Although I only had to spend an hour doing something I would never do in my daily life, selling earrings felt like a lifetime of being a hawker.
Business was slow today because only a few people would come by, most of them to just look at what was on display. I was so irritated with the fact that they were just asking the prices of the earrings and never buy anything. And I still had to smile every time they asked their friends if the earrings were nice enough for them to buy, and I also found myself having to convince them. Because after all if no one buys anything, there won’t be profit made for the day.
I was bored out of my mind the whole hour I was there. To think I am just there sitting doing nothing made me want to scream. I was so irritated that no one was even coming to buy anything. Although I only did this for an hour, I realised that this woman has to do this for every day of her life. And she has probably been doing it for years. Was I being selfish in being so angry? Did I have the right to be frustrated for only an hour?
When people passed and just looked at me, they would also look away. I felt embarrassed that I was there. I felt like just telling everyone who was passing by that I was just a journalism student and this was a project so that people didn’t think I’m poor. Wow that was a very horrible thing to say. But reality is I wouldn’t want to be sitting there selling earrings. But part of me also came to realise that this woman regards selling these earrings her daily job. If not they would starve. Then I started feeling sorry for her because the R7 people pay for the earrings contribute in her lifestyle and that is what she uses to get by in life. Ya ne, life is unfair………
So there I was waiting for customers to come by and buy something at least. Spending an hour at the side of the road was the worst thing I ever had to do. It made me feel inferior to everyone else. Although I only had to spend an hour doing something I would never do in my daily life, selling earrings felt like a lifetime of being a hawker.
Business was slow today because only a few people would come by, most of them to just look at what was on display. I was so irritated with the fact that they were just asking the prices of the earrings and never buy anything. And I still had to smile every time they asked their friends if the earrings were nice enough for them to buy, and I also found myself having to convince them. Because after all if no one buys anything, there won’t be profit made for the day.
I was bored out of my mind the whole hour I was there. To think I am just there sitting doing nothing made me want to scream. I was so irritated that no one was even coming to buy anything. Although I only did this for an hour, I realised that this woman has to do this for every day of her life. And she has probably been doing it for years. Was I being selfish in being so angry? Did I have the right to be frustrated for only an hour?
When people passed and just looked at me, they would also look away. I felt embarrassed that I was there. I felt like just telling everyone who was passing by that I was just a journalism student and this was a project so that people didn’t think I’m poor. Wow that was a very horrible thing to say. But reality is I wouldn’t want to be sitting there selling earrings. But part of me also came to realise that this woman regards selling these earrings her daily job. If not they would starve. Then I started feeling sorry for her because the R7 people pay for the earrings contribute in her lifestyle and that is what she uses to get by in life. Ya ne, life is unfair………
I was attracted by the name “young cultures emporium” and once I opened their blog I was invited by a mystic atmosphere filled with a rich glow because of the colour scheme they used for their background, this in itself made me interested in finding out what the blog is about.
I first thought it would just be about general youth issues but after reading a few posts I discovered that it tackled various social issues but in a very relaxed feel that one would not even notice that they are important factors in society. I enjoyed most the post about the “Shebeen Queen” and “Just a thought on Varsity Life”, they tackle real issues and make us realise that as students we are all in the same boat about most issues.
The writing style is all basic and very in touch with the reader, even leaving questions in my mind that persuade me to comment on the posts, that’s just how good it is. The experiences they write about are not typical but actually urge you to read further and the pictures are very convincing of the events.
This blog is very interesting not only for the student blogger, but also for other young people out there who are passionate about some of the issues discussed in the posts. I found that this blog moved way from just being a journalism assignment but created an interesting edge to blogging.. and I urge these bloggers to continue with it.
http://youngculturesemporium.blogspot.com/
I first thought it would just be about general youth issues but after reading a few posts I discovered that it tackled various social issues but in a very relaxed feel that one would not even notice that they are important factors in society. I enjoyed most the post about the “Shebeen Queen” and “Just a thought on Varsity Life”, they tackle real issues and make us realise that as students we are all in the same boat about most issues.
The writing style is all basic and very in touch with the reader, even leaving questions in my mind that persuade me to comment on the posts, that’s just how good it is. The experiences they write about are not typical but actually urge you to read further and the pictures are very convincing of the events.
This blog is very interesting not only for the student blogger, but also for other young people out there who are passionate about some of the issues discussed in the posts. I found that this blog moved way from just being a journalism assignment but created an interesting edge to blogging.. and I urge these bloggers to continue with it.
http://youngculturesemporium.blogspot.com/
The Botanical Gardens proves to be one of the most tranquil places in Grahamstown, it is an escape from the busy life of being a student or for anyone seeking peace and quiet and the desire to be indulged in nature. Considering the busy lives we have as students we don’t usually have time or the patience to go there but on Saturday I took the opportunity to visit this beautiful place and was impressed to discover that it is a true reflection of nature’s beauty.I enjoyed my Saturday afternoon there with my friends, we had a picnic while we watched natures beauty before us, the still waters of the ponds unmoving while the wind rustled leaves and branches leaving our hair a mess, but it was worth it, a move away from the norm was a great experience. We played games on the open grass and after that it was great to just lie down and watch the clouds in the sky until the weather changed.
It was a wonderful experience and something which I wouldn’t mind doing again on a day where I would just like to clear away from the busy life.
By Sinayo
A Punitive Sense of Jargon
By Michael Mutizamhepo
The Journalism jargon blog is one that is very discrete; it stands out to be one of a kind. This blog as suggested by the name deals with the jargon that surrounds news. The blog contains information only for the audiences that are interested in understanding what lots of jargon stand for and how such helps us in understanding some kinds of news.
The blog is not is not a hard news blog therefore the target audience for this blog is very selective, this is detrimental to the catchment of the blog because jargon cannot be used in mass media. The jargon that is used in the blog dilutes the news and its value to the reader because some people will not be able to read the information and sometimes the news gets misinterpreted. The use of jargon in telling and retelling news reduces the credibility of the blog and the information becomes unreliable. There are examples like the English Blog were staff member have been fined for the use of jargon. This emphasizes that the use of jargon is not for the mass media.
Regardless of the use of jargon in the blog, the blog is very informative, it takes a tabloid fashion were it tells its audience about the facts that they found about the world. The blog according to my own understanding brings mixed feelings to the audience as to whether it is good piece of work or just mediocre. My judgment would be that the blog serves ‘its’ audience but not the mass media.
The Journalism jargon blog is one that is very discrete; it stands out to be one of a kind. This blog as suggested by the name deals with the jargon that surrounds news. The blog contains information only for the audiences that are interested in understanding what lots of jargon stand for and how such helps us in understanding some kinds of news.
The blog is not is not a hard news blog therefore the target audience for this blog is very selective, this is detrimental to the catchment of the blog because jargon cannot be used in mass media. The jargon that is used in the blog dilutes the news and its value to the reader because some people will not be able to read the information and sometimes the news gets misinterpreted. The use of jargon in telling and retelling news reduces the credibility of the blog and the information becomes unreliable. There are examples like the English Blog were staff member have been fined for the use of jargon. This emphasizes that the use of jargon is not for the mass media.
Regardless of the use of jargon in the blog, the blog is very informative, it takes a tabloid fashion were it tells its audience about the facts that they found about the world. The blog according to my own understanding brings mixed feelings to the audience as to whether it is good piece of work or just mediocre. My judgment would be that the blog serves ‘its’ audience but not the mass media.
Rhodent "pleasure-boat", a necessity...
by Michael
I had never seen the Rhodent in such a happy happy mood! Ooh what did you expect, they also deserve time out. Believe me we really need a break… that is what I saw when I went to Equilibrium night club famously known as ‘EQ’.
To me this was the other side of Rhodes because everyone in the club seemed to be serious about what they were doing in the club. Listening to that loud music that almost burst my eardrums, I was in for some emphasis, I enjoyed, I have to say.
I had never seen the Rhodent in such a happy happy mood! Ooh what did you expect, they also deserve time out. Believe me we really need a break… that is what I saw when I went to Equilibrium night club famously known as ‘EQ’.
To me this was the other side of Rhodes because everyone in the club seemed to be serious about what they were doing in the club. Listening to that loud music that almost burst my eardrums, I was in for some emphasis, I enjoyed, I have to say.
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