: About Me

I brag about my two sons and daughter whom I have prepared to meet the world by teaching them respect for everyone. Some say respect is earned. I say we lose respect by doing something that offends respect. I also believe that to think of others in bright light until they drift away from light is a safe state of mind. This outlook covers the core of the Basotho culture of which I am a member. The strength of the Basotho community is in the trust, respect and honouring of the inhabitants. I owe credit to my parents who never begged for discipline and who incessantly reminded me to remember where "I came from".

I also hoist a few certificates I have from primary school, high school and pharmacy school. I hold them really high because it was a tough marathon running through examinations modulated in Great Britain when I only knew one life chance to take a final exam.

I also hold two certificates from the US and hope soon I will open my Phd packet.

Many years ago, I am told, I was born at a village by the name of Motimposo in Maseru, Lesotho. Even with little evidence on my part, the joy my birth brought to my family is attested to by works of art my father made to celebrate my arrival. I am sure my mother celebrated too in her own way. For, being a mother myself I know the joy it brings to deliver.

When you enter our home, the first thing that greets you is a brown clay mould of a face. It has sharp, but squinty eyes of someone young but with no hair. The shiny finish gives the mould a remarkable essence and brilliance about its presence. I always felt its eyes looking right in my head. For as young as I can recall, I would stare at the face asking my father "Is this a picture of me, father?" And each time he would return with the same question, " I don't know, what do you think?" As I grew older I found out the face was either mine or Robert's, my grandfather's. My father thought I was in so many ways like grandfather. Passion for details and precision, moral uprightness, loyalty and brilliance in most things were Robert's greatest virtues.

On top of these, my father thought I ought to be able to carry a clay pot on my head. So, next to this face, he laid a rectangular fabric of beads in yellow and blue with the words "'metsi Puleng'" (water Puleng) ingrained in it. I suppose he not only wanted me to shine in the matters of the mind but in the most practical day to day activities of going to well with other girls, carrying the pot on my head and bringing water home to my family. And this theme of my life has guarded me since. My desire is and always has been to bring water home and to bring it elsewhere to those who care to drink.

Who do I associate myself with? My grandfather, Robose Sethunya. That is why I am Setloholo sa Robose Sethunya, literally, "the grand-daughter-of Robose Sethunya". My grandfather was short in stature, strong-willed and lived by principle. He was a head chief of the local village and its vicinities. "You are not thinking....you need to start thinking or I will instill thought in you in ways that may not make you smile. THINK!" He said.

By his motto I have survived.

My passion is ...

Philosophy

I know too much about ...

Cooking

My parents always told me ...

Stop!

My childhood ambition ...

Language

My favorite memory ...

Tea Cup From the Graveside

Why I write ...

Condemned

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

Reliving the Sabotage of Civil Rights in Media

My first job ...

Pharmacy Technologist

My best moment ...

Talking to My Family

My inspiration ...

Mother and Father

Creative Writing > Memoirs Testimonies: Fear of letting go

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Fear of Letting Go I had walked the dusty streets and torn cement pavements of my village and of the capital. I had rummaged every hospital corner and was discouraged by every friend, patient and doctor, but held fast onto my belief. "It is true. It is true. I know it is true. Christ is the Savior. Heavenly Father is God and His Father. The gospel has been restored and Joseph Smith is the instrument of that restoration. I bear witness to you that these things are true...." Between my children, mother, father, a few friends, and work, all the time was for me to proclaim the restored gospel....

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