the person that i am

You probably been asking your self who is this Clyde ' Slyde'!! Well today i am here to answer that question. Well i don't mind even it you call me by name,nickname or my surname Tlou(Sotho surname meaning Elephant).

I am a 'but-poet',meaning my poetry work is easily identified by the word 'But' which features more in every writting of mine. I also mix the modern English together with Shakespearan type of English. As far as religion is concerned,yes i am religious and i belive in the Supreme God. My theory says which ever midiator one choses to use is good as long as the massage is going to the man above. I mean some chose to send massages with letters,Fax,e-mail,telephone and nowadays instant massages with cyber chats. As long as the massage will get to the intended target it doesnt matter what channel you choose. I pray to God and i use the channel called Jah,the conquering Lion of the Tribe of Judah,Elect of God and King of Kings of Ethopia.

As a poet i have or rather i come across with hardships as far as my school work is concerned bacause i tend to be more elaborate in my poteic side. People always advice me to more clear because poetry can be vague at times and needs time to interpret. Thats probably one of major weakness .simplicity!! Poetry interfers in my every writing and this happens unconciously. Thats the real me,i would welcome an help in that department.

as my profile has already said i am an extrovet who believes life is what you make it to be and the choices you make. A cat is the animal that best describes me because no matter how hard,bad or nerve wrecking a thing could be i will always fall on my feet like when a cat is thrown down. Ironically ,i have a serious phobia for cats!! They send shivers down mine spine,i am no superstious though.

Cricket is my life!! I love the sport with all my heart,lungs,liver and intestines!! My all time favourite player is South Africa's own Jonty Rhodes and currently i just adore,admire and like the man they call 'Gunther-The Germarn Mountain Man' ,Andre Nel and ofcourse the blistering Abraham Benjamin De Villiers a.k.a 'A.b'.

*Of all the loud things i know,non will dare beat mine pen!!(clyde 'slyde' tlou)

Finally a dream set to come true!!

I was thrilled this past week to here that one of the movements that fihgts any form of injustices in society are at advance stage of negotiations with ICASA to obatin a broadcasting licence. I mean we have a lot or rather should i say a variety radio staions meant for a community of interest. I often felt there is deserving community that still doesn't have an ultimately dedicated radio station.

Rastafarians.

The sons of His Imperial Majesty Haile Selassie are undoubtly champiuons of human rights and preach the true values of Ubuntu. The spirit of brother and sisterhood. It time there are given the platform to propagate ttheir beliefs and theories. The Jah above surely read their missive and has responded with what would make a lot of dreams a reality and see sanity being preached and be prevalent again not only in the Rainbow Nation but in this blanket that dress those who have left. I mean really Raggae music is not give an equal exposure as other genres and this radio station is set to do just more than enough and will help people to understand that hemp or marijuana is not a drug but people mqake it a drug by abusing it. Most of the people if you ask them about local raggae,they will tell you about established artists only such as the late Lucky Dube but whre are those other upcoming artists?

This is a big moment like Barack Obama would have said,wish all descendats of lineages of Ethopia all the best. Make this a moment not to rejoice upon but to promote Change!!

Isn't it strange........??

Isn't it strange that things don't become the way we wish or dream they could be. I mean things just happen and maybe its really true that life is unfair. Then why there was the word fairness when it exists in something thats not fair.



I remember i once dated this other lady which the name is known to me and will not disclose it to anyone. Reason being i have to protect her dignity and intergrity.

I knew she love me,and there was nothing that could make me or anyone doubt that but i couldn't love her back. I am sure she could see it too,i tried to force my self to love her but still i failed. that was one time ever in life that i had to take a bow and aknowledge that am a failure and had failed undoubtedly.



Now don't mind the little story above the thing i want to talk or ask you about is why can't we love those who really love us. Instead those whom we chose to love they dont love us as we do or atleast enough to fit the description of a true love affair.



Chances are very high that when you love you partner more than any word,phrase or cliche can tell then he is not even close to be called somebody inlove worse of all with you. Again somebody tell me why can't those we love atleast return the love than crumble us with nothing but tones of hurt and hardcore pain?

cyber life.......

It has become a norm these days in homes,schools,work place and sporting grounds people complaining about lake of attention from ythe others. The reason eing technology that brought cyber interaction. People especially children who must be busy buildin a future for tommorow yet the wake up daily going to school and yet you find the smiling with their phone below the table on their laps. There are chatting,and the lecturer is busy giving a lecture.



well i do agree some lectures are boring and would end up making you be in the land were everything is possible,the dreamland. I mean some lectures actually are meant to make you adrenalin pump faster but the person who delivers them to you actually turn them into some monotonous and hipnotising. They become just a loud sounding nothing,but that doesn't mean you should engage your self in things such as cyber chats as this will disturb you concetration.



in the mall ,if you see somebody with their eyes glued to the screen of the cell phones believe me you would win a lottery even without a ticket if 99% of those people are not on cyber chats. This cyber business has the good side though because you get to meet people who are willing to listen and those you feel free to tell what you have not even told the so called best friends.



There trained and natural psychologists,those people would give you the best advice ever. Yet there are just strangers(sigh),but you find yourself confiding them with you most intimate top secrets and information. Cyber life!!! I have met some who where considering suicide after there was no one to listen to then when they wanted to talk. I counselled some,but i never had an training in that field maybe thas just a hidden talen that i never knew.



I have been told secrets which if i would write here some would argue that i am using one of my artistic talent in writting to creat such a story. I find it hard to quit cyber chatting because i have met people who inspired me a lot into doing things. My dearest Sharon taught me never to give up on my drean as a cricketer and poet,Sinako always tell me that i will some day make a change in society through poetry and the media.



I also have tried all i can to support people who have a heart for other members of Society. My pal Fulu ,i wish you all the best wiyh your adoption plans. You deserve the highest seat in the hirarcy of humanity

.......and it became known as a Teddy bear!!

In November 1902 the then United States of America President Theodore Roosevelt who was the leader of the Republican Party was invited to a bear hunting expedition. He was popular for his ‘cow boy’ personality and was a self confessed hunting enthusiast. The expedition was set to take place near the Smedes town in Mississippi.

The big day came, his Excellence the 26th President of the USA was out with his hunting party or team. It turned out to be a bad and unsuccessful day. The hunting guide Holt Collier was however determined to find a solution as the President’s reputation was at stake. With the help of dogs Holt tracked down a 235-pound bear. He managed to club it overhead from a waterhole. He then tied it to a nearby tree and the messenger was sent to call the President. All the dirty work had been done and it was left to Roosevelt to pull the trigger on the poor animal.
On arrival the President felt remorse for the powerless, bleeding and worn out bear. He refused to shoot the bear or let anyone do so. However, the dog ravaged bear had still had a sad ending. His Excellence order went on to order the liberation of the animal from its pain and misery with a hunting knife.

Reporters and members of the hunting team began to spread the dramatic news nation wide. The story touched many American souls. Above all it inspired the cartoonist and a couple owning a shop in New York City.

Clifford Berryman was a political cartoonist of a publication known as the Washington Post. Typical of artists, he also got the inspiration to produce what turned out to be the most popular cartoon. The cartoon showed Roosevelt standing and without interest to shoot the helpless and tied up bear.

The cartoon went on to inspire a shop owning couple, Morris and Rose Michtom. Rose went on to produce two staffed bear toys and displayed at the shop window for sale. The couple claimed to have written to the President requesting for permission to name the toy after him.
His Excellence the President Theodore Roosevelt was popularly known as ‘TR’ to the public and ‘Teddy’ to his friends and those closer to him. The bear hunting incident brought about the name of what has become a popular token or present among love birds on occasions such as Valentines’ Day and anniversaries to name.

Normally if its not chocolate or flowers ladies receive the bear toys from the guys. The fluffy toys normally made up of a soft cushion-like fibre in the mould of a bear got its name from the combination of Roosevelt’s nickname and the animal’s name ,all inspired by the hunting expedition. It became and even today its known as a ‘Teddy Bear’. a name that the Michtom couple is believed to have been the first to use. However the original ‘Teddy Bear’ was given to the Smithsonians by Roosevelt ‘s grandson Kermit.

What rights...we do have them too

There great masterpiece architect William Shakespeare once said, life is but a walking shadow ,a poor player who struts and frets his hour upon the stage and is heard no more. It is a story told by an idiot full of sound and fury signifying nothing. Well i do agree with him but i think some people too are just walking shadows of nothing. I mean before one opens their mouth to speak they should first call a discussion in their upstairs which shoould pit all their brains and senses.

how can somebody make noise and disturb other students and when politely request to save his/her acostics for the right moment the person stands up with unshunned confidence and i have the right to talk and make noise. Yes we know that you do have rights but i mean really we too have rights. Thats why i say whenever speaking your mind is a habbit then adopt another habbit which is listening to somebody's mind too. Reciprocals,thats what i am talking about...speak more and be prepared to listen more. If you don't want your rights to be violated the please i am pleading with you please don't infringe our rights to by making us listen to you loud sounding nothing. Sometime you even wish those people could be like subscription televisions and definately you woul not pay for such channels.

if you were the so called 'nasty type',you might end up find yourself having said something as: Dude you shopuld consider doing a transplant,coz those brains that you undoubtedly have but hardly use will be of greater use to somebody who needs them becuase to you there are surplus to requirements. So be good samaritan and give to charity those brains that are craving to work and you withholding them.

Thats insulting right? Well who do you blame,the insulted or the insulter? Tell me what you want my next blog to be about.....help me raise the volume of this silence!!