Le Weekly #59 β Barking Impalas π£
One quote, one word, one shoutout, one story, one neigh from Philosophical Horse and one question.
Greetings everyone. Happy Monday!
Take a moment to reflect on each snippet. Comment your thoughts below.
Le Quote π£
βNothing should stop you.β β The CellC billboard in Nelspruit.
Le Word π¬
rain (noun) the condensed moisture of the atmosphere falling visibly in separate drops.
Le Shoutout π§£
π Mpumalanga
Context: Impalas bark when in danger.
Last month, we were chatting about African proverbs with Attest Chauke.
βA roaring lion catches no game,β Attest quoted.
βAh, nice,β we all nodded, solemnly.
In front of us was a large open plain.
On the plain, impalas were running around,Β barking.
They were barking because there were lions in the area, hunting.
Despite the hunting lions, the impala didnβt flee. They remained.
So, while looking at the barking impalas, Amelie asked why they didnβt just run away.
βItβs because theyβd prefer to stay and keep an eye on the lions than to run into an area where they arenβt familiar with the danger,β said Attest.
βBetter the devil you know than the devil you donβt know,β I commented.
It wasnβt an African proverb, but he still clapped his hands and said, βDankoβ.
Shoutout to standing up to the danger.
Le Story βοΈ
π Limpopo
Context: Most game-drive vehicles donβt have windows.
Context: When driving a game-drive vehicle in the rain, you get very wet.
Last week, while driving in a game-drive vehicle, it started to rain.
The rain was unexpected. It was cold, and the raindrops were small.
Home was about twenty minutes away, and the only way to get home was to get home.
Because the game-drive vehicle had no windows, rain shot into my eyes, and each raindrop stung.
As I drove, I shivered, but knew the only way forward was forward.
That being said, I couldnβt drive fast. The faster you drive in a cold, windowless rainstorm, the more your eyes sting. The more your eyes sting, the less you can see. And the less you can see, the less you can see.
So, I slowed down and kept my vision, preventing the car from crashing.
Behind me, the passenger laughed while Natasha Bedingfield played from a cellphone speaker:
Feel the rain on your skin.
No one else can feel it for you.
Only you can let it in.
No one else, no one else.
Can speak the words on your lips.
Drench yourself in words unspoken.
Live your life with arms wide open.
Today is where your book begins.
The rest is still unwritten.
Le Neigh from Philosophical Horse π΄
βNeigh.β β Philosophical Horse.
Le Question π€
Are you driving so fast in life that you can no longer see?
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