Am I a traitor?

I love travelling and all things strange.  I’m adaptable to most situations (apart from sharing my shower with a spider!) and strangely enough I do like change.

With that said I have posted a status a while back on Facebook on how lucky I felt to currently live in such a lovely country (the UK).  After posting this status a so-called ‘friend’ lashed out at me by accusing me that I have ‘forgotten’ where I came from. They went on to say that there is nothing better than having a glass of red wine in the South African bush watching the sunset and basically that the fact that I chose to live in a different country makes me a traitor to my country.

Now that hurts.  Intensely.  Therefore, I would like to air my view on this as they promptly blocked me on Facebook (no loss there) before listening to my side of the story and I would like to share it with you today.

9 Years, 6 months and 18 days ago I came to a faraway city called London to use as a base to see Europe over the course of two years.  I wanted to drink in every second of this extraordinary opportunity that I had and I did so with great enthusiasm.

Then life happened.  I was offered a job (with a visa sponsorship) after a year of travelling and doing supply teaching to fund my travels.  After much thought and deliberation, I took the job thinking it will be a short-term thing.  For me, it just meant a couple of quid extra so I can experience a whole lot more.  But life threw me a curveball: I met my future husband…

For obvious reasons, my two-year plan changed slightly.  I stayed on in England and I went through hell and back to fill in visas, pay for solicitors, sitting English test after English test, doing the citizenship test and seeing my hard-earned cash depleting after each visa application.  All in the name of love.  I fought hard to keep my South African passport as I became a British Citizen.

I am South African, through and through.  To tell me that I’m a traitor to my heritage is making a judgement based on your own opinion.  There is not a day that goes by that I don’t think about my heritage, that I don’t miss my family or that I don’t read in my language.  There is not a week that goes by that I don’t tell people about my beautiful country and encourage them to go and visit it when they have a chance.

If you think I’ve forgotten my heritage I invite you to come and have a look in my kitchen cupboards: I have samp, maize rice, braaipap, braaisout, boerewors, biltong, droëwors and so much more that I use in my cooking every single day.  I cannot imagine a day without Mrs Ball’s chutney!

If you think I’ve forgotten my heritage, why would I even bother with buying a potjie to introduce my friends to my culture.  Or cooking Bobotie and Geelrys on a regular basis.

If you think I’ve forgotten my heritage, why would my husband know that Ghostpops is a sure-fire way to cheer me up after a nightmarish week.

Why when would I even bother trying to master the art of baking koeksisters?

I agree with you: sunsets in the South African Bushveld is hard to beat, but so is the smell of the first roses in spring, exploring the stunning Cornish coast during the summer, a walk along the Long Mile in Windsor in autumn and waking up to a snowy Christmas morning.

The thing is, I didn’t forget my heritage or where I come from.  I’m embracing what I have now and intertwine my daily living with who I am and where I’ve been.  I’ve had to overcome so many obstacles to keep my identity and I am so proud of who I am.  Until my last breath I will continue to drink SA wine on any given opportunity, encourage my friends to try my banana salad, take my husband to explore my beautiful country once a year and most of all teach others that it is normal to have a braai in both rain and shine.

At the end of the day I may be a child out of Africa, but Africa will never leave her child’s heart.

2 Comments on “Am I a traitor?

  1. Seems like a strange thing to berate you about. Moving to a different country has no bearing of your feelings about your place of birth. This would be a much poorer world if people didn’t move about and mix. I for one am very glad to have you in the UK adding to the amazing melting pot of cultures.

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    • I, too, thought that this was uncalled for, but I guess they have their reasons. I’m so proud to be a Dual-National now as I think the UK is an amazing country to live in. Thank you for your kind words!

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