Monthly Archives: January 2015


Helloweeni Peeps!


When I was born…

A great woman was there to hold me… my mother!!

When I grew as a child…

A woman was there to care for me… my sister!!

When I went to school…

A woman was there to help me learn… my teacher!!

When I became depressed and whenever I lost…

A woman was there to offer a shoulder a shoulder… my friend!!

When I need compatibility and love…

A great woman will be there for me… my wife!!

When I become tough…

A woman will be there to melt me… my daughter!!

And when I die…

A woman will be there to absorb me…

Africa my MOTHERLAND!!

To all the Men, value every Woman…!!


If you’re a Woman… be proud to be one…!!

‘Till Next Time Peeps, STAY GOODEST! (twitter – @kingyobho, fb – King Yolanda Klaas III)

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Posted by on January 14, 2015 in Uncategorized




Helloweeni Peeps!


Is there a criteria for success or to being a successful individual?  Maybe you have to be a man or a woman, black or white, or perhaps grow up with wealth (be a member of a wealthy family.)  Well there is a criteria to being successful, and there’s only one requirement needed.  The only thing you need to be the best you you can be is a free mind.

I will share my opinion as a black South African man.  I am tired of seeing teenagers in the township dropping out of high school to go work for peanuts, when they possess an I.Q. equaling that of an educated professional, and have the potential for greatness.  I find parents that say they need some financial support from their child very selfish.  And saying you come from a poor background is no excuse; thinking and making the right decisions doesn’t cost a cent.  Education for your child is the best investment any parent can make.  Diminishing their intellect so they can fulfill your responsibilities as the family provider quite sickens me.  Coz what’s the point of sending your child to high school if they are gonna drop out and get the same employment as someone who never even bothered going to school?  Believing in who your child is and who they want to become gives them the pride and confidence to make a success of their lives and be the provider you needed.  With a bit of patience and confidence in their ability, parents will enjoy the fruits of their investments. Let’s move away from being slaves of the past; let’s stop being the slaves of our narrow minds.

bob marley

Legendary reggae artist, Bob Marley‘s lyrics from Redemption Song went: “Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery; None but ourselves can free our minds.”

Nothing could be closer to the truth. Let’s free ourselves from the idea that you should be a man or be affiliated with men to be successful.  Let’s free ourselves from the idea that white people have the advantage in the journey to success.  And let’s free ourselves from the idea that your poor background is an indestructible wall or barrier that blocks your path to achieving success.  These ideas do nothing but build boundaries that limit our abilities, and a limited mind is a dead mind.

mzwakhe mbuli

Mzwakhe Mbuli, a South African revolutionary poet, once said: “A perishing mind, is of a perishing person; A perishing person, is of  perishing family; A perishing family, is of a perishing community; A perishing community, is the DEATH OF A NATION.”

So I plead with the parents of our Black Nation not to limit their children’s minds for that is the death of the black nation.  The only thing we cannot do is the thing we are yet to thing of doing.  To my young black brothers and sisters, being full of knowledge and having ambition is nothing to be ashamed of.  Coz it’s the only thing no one can take away from us.  Aren’t we tired of being stereotyped as potential criminals? Aren’t we tired of seeing many black men and black women using sinister means to succeed?  Isn’t it time we start succeeding in something else apart from entertainment or the sports arena?  To succeed in something that requires more intellectual capability?  Coz we are more than capable of achieving that.

Nothing’s wrong with working and providing for a parent or guardian that is unable to do such, but do it with a goal of achieving your own career in future.  The only thing that is hindering your path to success is a negative state of mind.  So free yourselves by knowing where you come from, realizing where you are, and then determining where you’re going and where you’ll be.


‘Till Next Time Peeps, STAY GOODEST!  [twitter – @kingyobho; fb – King Yolanda Klaas III]

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Posted by on January 12, 2015 in Uncategorized


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Helloweeni Peeps!


What defines your identity?  Is it your look or style?  Your physical appearance?  Your personality? Or is it the people you fraternize with?  These all describe different aspects of your identity.  But none define your identity best than your name.  The first thing you know about someone when you meet them for the first time is their name.  and the pride in which they pronounce their name says a lot about them.

Throughout my life I have struggled establishing and understanding my identity.  I found it impossible introducing myself and saying my name with pride and confidence, fearing the laughter and teasing that usually followed.  I mean, what self-respecting guy would be proud of a name like Yolanda?  It’s the furthest thing from strong and masculine.  If there was a Name Hall of Shame, my name would rank among the likes of “Gertrude”, “Encyclopedia”, and “Zinjaziyamkhonkotha” as names no kid wants.

High school was particularly  tough as I needed an extra tough exterior which came in the form of classroom humour (of the worst taste I might add) and an alter ego called King Yobho.  Though I never admitted such, I was ashamed of my name.  This caused me to deviate from who I truly was as my humour allowed me to experience popularity for the first time.  I began hanging with the wrong crowd.  Football and my writing (which is my favourite thing in the whole world) took the backseat.  I then realized I did not know who I was or becoming, my identity was becoming non-existent.  I had lost my name.  Identity is made up of many fragile factors, and should you lose one factor, you lose your entire identity.  Your name is the most important factor of all in your identity.  Without a name you have no identity, and a person with no identity simply does not exist.

I didn’t go to the best of high schools.  I went to typical kasi high school.  So teachers that really cared were very rare.  I needed a wake up call coz my marks were fluctuating rapidly.  No teacher cared enough to give me one.  After failing my matric the first time, I was forced to give myself one by doing some serious introspection – learn of who I am, what I am and where I come from.

I am a proud descendant of the Amayirha clan!  NdinguMzondi, uSampu, uZiyeka, Thambo le nyoka elihlaba abalizondayo!  Those are my clan names; the names of my ancestors.  Their pride in who they are, makes me lift my chin high as I recite my clan names.  I’ll one day also be an ancestor (hopefully in a million years from now lol), now if I’m not proud of my name, how will my great grandchildren be proud of who they are.

I’ve learned to love my name – to adore my name, for it was given to me with love and hope of greatness that they raised me to achieve.  I appreciate the name you gave me Mzondi (my dad) nawe Mampondo (my mom.)

It doesn’t matter what your name is or what it means, just the confidence and pride you have in your name, your identity will forever be intact.  I’m Yolanda Klaas, don’t get it twisted.

‘Till Next Time Peeps, STAY GOODEST!


Posted by on January 7, 2015 in Uncategorized


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