UPSTART <strong>10</strong> NOVEMBER 200913POETRY...TRUE FRIENDSFRUIT SALADKINDS OF PEOPLEI AM HIVA friend is someone who isCaring, comforting,understandingAlso encouraging whenYou like having these specialtreatsSomeone who doesn't say ordowrong things if you don'twant toWho doesn't interfere inpeople'sProblems, not a badinfluenceto others and to you tooA person who's always thereWhen you need him/ her andwhenYou have big problems he/sheIs always a shoulder to cry onevery timeA person you can rely onWho doesn't spread badrumoursAbout you, that is a friendI am looking for.By Nathi Qwibi and Yanga NohajiArchie Mbolekwa Senior PrimarySchoolTHE SWEETEST THINGThere is a sweetest thing inthe worldThat surpasses all otherthingsIt is sweeter than honeyIt is sweeter than saltIt is sweeter than sugarIt is sweeter than all thethings thatexist in this worldThis thing is sleepWhen you are conquered bysleepNothing can prevent youfrom sleepingAnd numerous millions arriveMillions arrive to disturb youMillions will find you sleeping.By Pumeza BiliniGrade 9Nombulelo High SchoolI'm supposed to be a naartjieEasy to peel out of bedInsteadMy orange blanket is heldtight around my headMy toothbrush cuts away mypithWhile promising only to cleanmeInto a tin with a thud!Good bye to my family treePrepared and ready to beadded to the fruit salad calledschool.By Nolene DixonGrade <strong>10</strong>Victoria Girls' High SchoolAM SIBUSISOS- soft as a mother's love,with the power to soften yourheart and heal theI- interpretation of thesalvation that salutes thesolve to be sure of my AfricanB- beauty and never forgetthe root that comes from thegood cause I was born in aU-unique universe here onplanet earth and apart of theair of apartheid and I wasraisedS-strong and become longbut I was not tired about myshortness but I am wrappedby happinessI-inside me, besides thefact that I am fat, I am a fastlearner and I refuse to beborn of liesS-say it with a smileI am Sibusiso Klaas,umamTshonyaneO-ooDizika, ooSawa,ooMthuzimele.By Sibusiso KlaasGrade 9Nombulelo High SchoolThere are thosewho are kind,friendly, funny andhappy with othersThere are thosewho are happyin the streetsand sad behindtheir closed doors andbig wallsSome are fightingwith their neighboursover a little thingwhile others laughat those whosuffer from povertySome are tookind and theywould do anythingfor friendsthat leads theminto very big problems.By Phila SkweyiyaGrade <strong>10</strong>TEM Mrwetyana High SchoolSEA, SEA, SEASea, sea, the largest river inthe worldThe most beautiful place inthe worldWhen the people talk theysay life is a beachThe quiet place has dignityand respectWhere waves come indifferent shapes andThere is a scent that is softlike the desertWhere people sit and enjoythe thick waterThat smells so fresh and freeThe blue waves look so shinylike a starWe are talking about the sea,sea, sea.Written via Mxit by OyintandaMtyobo Grade 8 Ntaba MariaPrimary Schooland Mziyanda Yawa Grade <strong>10</strong>Nathaniel Nyaluza High SchoolIn the human body I have aplace to stayI sometimes stay in a hotelcalled digestive juicesOr in a motel called blood orin a brothel called femeBut mostly, I am found in arestaurant called spermYes, that's me! HIV son of AIDSI was born in one humanbody during unsafe sexBut I multiplied like a bullI attack hundreds of peopleeveryday around the worldYou may ask the blacks,whites, coloured, rich poor,male, femaleThey all know me very well asmy younger brother called STIListen I will take you one byone, especially those whohate my uncle CondomI will take you to decorate mygrave, you will die youngAfrica knows me, the wholeworld knows meI am HIV, son of AIDSI frequent shebeens and barlounges and I respect no ageI hid between those sexy legsand big thighsSome call me the VIGS, Z3,Lotto, AAAll those silly names but Idon't care because I remainHIV, son of AIDS and I havegot no friendsI kill doctors, lawyers, nurses,teachers, councellors,professorsI have got no shameI will drink your blood, suckyour juices, drain your fatuntil you become a livingskeletonTherefore I will kick you downto my graveYou boys and men betterfasten your trouser beltsYou girls and women don'tloosen your panties, because Iam watching youBut there is only one wayyou can beat me, is to beaccompaniedby my uncle Condom whom Ihate very much because he isthe only one who can defeatmeMothers hear me, fathershear me, sisters, hear me,brothers hear me,I am telling you for the lasttimeI am HIV, son of AIDS and Ihave got no friendsAfter reading this speech,you must know thatI'm sitting next to youAnd just one blunder I willsoon consume you as myslaveWho knows, I may already bein your blood system fightingwithyour soldiers, faking yourRNA and DNASo what I'm saying is go nowand take a blood testBut if you are always inthe company of my uncleCondomyou don't need to worry, butyou must know thatI will remain HIV, son of AIDS.By Thembakazi DamanaGrade <strong>10</strong>Ntsika High School
14 UPSTART <strong>10</strong> NOVEMBER 2009ART, GAMES AND PUZZLES...I have 500 slices ofapple, 4 slices ofapple make a wholeapple. How manyapples did 500 slicesmake?Answer: 125 applesA drivertookpassengers to thetrain station. It is anhour and a half away.When he drove back,there were still manycars on the road. Yetit took him only 90minutes to get back.How come?Answer: an hourand a half equals 90minutesCompiled by Luvuyo NdayiGrade 8Archie Mbolekwa SeniorPrimary SchoolMIND GAMESThere is a man whocan shave ten timesa day and still have afull beard and thickhair. Who is he?Answer: a barberWhat is as big as anelephant's shadowbut doesn't weighanything?Answer: theelephant's shadowIs half of our plus twomultiplied by half oftwo multiplied bya quarter of eightmultiplied by zeroequal to eight or four?Answer: zerobecause any numbermultiplied by zero iszeroYou cannot take apicture of a housewith a broken roof.Why not?Answer:becauseyou can only usea camera not abroken roof to takea pictureCompiled by Xolelwa DonyeliGrade 8Archie Mbolekwa SeniorPrimary SchoolJOKESA kind woman walksdown the street oneday. She notices avery small boy tryingto press a doorbell,but the boy is tooshort and can't reachthe doorbell. Thewoman goes to helphim. She smiles at theboy and presses thedoorbell for him andasks “now what youngman?”The boy replies “nowwe run!”How many sheepdoes it take to make awool jersey?None. Sheep can'tknit.Why did Tigger stickhis head in the toilet?He was looking forPooh!What has four eyesbut no face?Mississippi!Why was 6 afraid of 7?Because 789!Compiled by Xolelwa DonyeliGrade 8Archie Mbolekwa SeniorPrimary SchoolART STRAIGHT FROM THE COMPUTERWe, the Ntaba Mariansstarted the computerlessons in August and everyWednesday we went to thecomputer room at schoolwhere we met with Shireen,Ben and Faizal. On the firstday we introduced ourselvesby using Microsoft Word towrite about ourselves. Benand Faizal on that day taughtus how to write in capitalletters, change the font,underline words and writein bold. They also taught ushow to type quickly usingboth hands.On the second Wednesday,they gave us a task of writingpoems and articles. Theytaught us to use MicrosoftExcel, how to save and howto paint. We also learnt howto design our own studytimetable for the exams byusing Excel. During theselessons we learnt a lot abouthow to use computers. Ifsomeone in the <strong>Upstart</strong>group at Ntaba Maria wereto say that they don't knowhow to use a computer,we would be shocked.As <strong>Upstart</strong> members wewould like to say thanks tothe <strong>Upstart</strong> leaders. Thankyou for organising thesecomputer lessons for us, theywere really helpful.By Thandiswa NqowanaOyintanda MtyoboVuyokazi TwaniNoziphiwo MabijaNolubabalo SergeantSiphosethu SoxujwaSanda NgaloNomsindisi MngxumaXolela MakhasiHilton SnymanNtaba Maria Primary SchoolThese three imagesare some of thework created oncomputer by NtabaMaria <strong>Upstart</strong>members