i of africa

anonymous asked:

So I'm from South Africa (I'm white though) but moved to England recently and the other day In geography we were talking about why people would want to go to England and the teacher was like "bc of the culture" and I was like".... what culture though" and she was like " you're saying a country as old as england has no culture" like... yeah sksskdhsj

White england culture is taking over the homes and lifestlyes of people of color and calling it a discovery

anonymous asked:

I love your love of monkeys. may I ask why you know so but about them?

I’ve always absolutely loved them, like since I was a kid I was obsessed. I used to have monkey wall paper and a monkey pencil case and monkey bed clothes and stuff. I used to read every book I could get my hands on about primates.

Then in 2013, I went to South Africa to volunteer with vervet monkeys and chacma baboons near Pretoria and went back the following year, and may well go back around April of 2017.

Where my love started? Anyone’s guess, but I literally watch any documentary about them I can, I read about them on my lunchbreak, Lexi sent me a stuffed monkey today and he’s literally on my pillow, like I’m a giant child. I dunno man, I’m just a big fan.

twistedshadesofgrey  asked:

89 zola :)

starter based off this

sentence: ❝Did you think I’d gone away?❞

               perhaps she should have told somebody she was leaving. perhaps she should have left a note, or called from the airport. but what would she have even said? ‘yeah, i wanna go to africa and see if i can learn anything about my birth family over there.’ she didn’t feel like that would sit very well with any of them. the truth would have been better than just up and leaving, but she needed to do this and she needed to do it on her own. 

               that had been almost a year ago. she’d left without a trace. it was uncharacteristic of the eldest shepherd child, but she had done it anyway. now she was back in seattle, and the first step would be the hospital. if she’d been thinking of anybody but herself, she would have thought about how her sudden disappearance would affect her family - her mother most of all. they’d already lost the matriarch of the family, and then she had taken away one of her mother’s children. it couldn’t have been easy, but zola hoped that there wouldn’t be too many hard feelings.

               she was nervous, as she should be. she’d learned nothing from being in africa besides the fact that she was glad her parents had rescued her from that place. her real home and family resided in seattle, and that’s where she would stay from now on. sure, her plans to become a surgeon were going to be put on hold now. she had dropped out of college after her sophomore year in order to take this trip, and she had plenty of time to make up for now - if she could even get back into school with the way she left. 

               but first - fixing her family relationships. walking into the hospital and making her way through the familiar hallways, she checked the o.r. board first. not seeing her mother’s name for a current surgery, she went to the first place she could think of - the attending’s lounge. she paused for a moment outside the door, taking a deep breath before opening it and walking inside. which is where she saw the familiar face of the woman who had raised her from the time she was a year old up until she had left the states. 

               “did you think i’d gone away?” 

               the question is out of her mouth before she can stop it. it’s obvious she had gone away - anybody could have figured that out. her cheeks turn pink and she tries again.

               “did you think i’d gone away forever?” 

               that sounds better, but there’s something about the way she says it. she can’t look her mother in the eyes. she is far too scared of the pain she might see in them. pain that she knows she would have been the cause of. instead, zola stared at the ground, nervously pulling at her shirt, unsure of what to expect as a reaction from her mother.


As we had just been introduced to Speedtree by Lucian, I was hyped to try it out for my tree, so I did that next. As my scene is in Africa, I decided I would make an attempt at an African Olive tree.

Speedtree is a wonderful and powerful program, but actually so simple to use. I drew out a thick, stubby trunk, added branches, twigs, stumps, leaves and roots. Of course, me being me, I spent hours tweaking everything, particularly the roots, until I was happy. Speedtree has this great feature where you can bring in a separate model as a “base” for your tree to grow from, so of course I used it so that the roots of the tree would have a proper shape, and not look simply “plopped” into my scene.

I then exported the tree unwrapped so that I could bring the texture, normal and alpha maps into Substance Painter when that step came around.

~~I ended up coming back and heavily reducing the amount of twigs and leaves in my tree model at the end of this project, as although my 3D programs were handling it just fine, Sketchfab seemed to choke up when trying to load everything. The twigs alone made up around 100k polys!!~~

anonymous asked:

Aaah what did you watch? I usually just watch kdramas😁😁😁😁 aND UUU NOW THAT IM IN ONE IM GONNA EXTRA ENJOY IT! Ummmmm usually i finish at five ore something but today I was done at 3.30pm bc i had some singing thing so😁 wbu?😊 yes😔 I got caught i was trying to figure out smoothly ur bias but oh well, I love everyone too!!! Jungkook can be a little brat i tell ya but he's a nice kid otherwise... oh wait yOU DIDNT HEAR THAT FROM ME -Taetae

I just watched whatever seemed interesting on TV xD (I ended up watching Gordon Ramsay’s kitchen nightmare, kultur krockar and made in Africa but my sibs came home in the middle of Made In Africa I cri ;-; ) oOOH YEAH HWARANG IS COMING OUT SOON ISNT IT? IM SO EXVITED FOR IT I BET ITS GONNA BE GOOD SPECIALLY WITG YOU IN IT woah that’s really late fam bUT YOU GOT OUR EARLY TOO!!!!!! “Smoothly” sure boiiiiii 😆 aye!!!! I’m honestly not surprised, does he prank a lot? Its for science I swear. hEAR WHAT FROM YOU? *wink wonk*

Ok guys, I’m back from South Africa (10/10, would recommend, I’ve seen hippos) and it’s dark and cold outside and it’s truly outrageous, give me back my hot african summer. So to distract myself from Polish winter I give you my thoughts about potential love/sex interests for Gemma from “Solve for i”. Obviously spoilers. Asy, you’re welcome.

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About me.

My name is Danielle. I am a teenage girl from South Africa. I live on a farm. I am an Christian. I believe that all people are equal. I respect other religions and other cultures. I have big dreams that I would like to achieve. I decided to start blogging because I want to share my experiences with other teenagers.
- Daily Danielle
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Organic fantasy

“Africa breeds stories”-there is a story in everything. 

Organic fantasy is a realness to explain the fantasy/historical element/how someone perceives an experience. Nnedi Okorafor writes in the form of an essay, while it is presented as a story. I enjoy stories within Africa, so I appreciate Okorafor’s back and forth narrative from Nigeria to the United States. I enjoyed the essay after the discussion in class because I had a hard time grasping the narrative. But, I enjoyed the end where she writes about the grade students asking about organic fantasy: 

Can your daughter fly? 

Can you fly? 

How can I get to Ginen?

The grade school children were able to expand their minds to think outside of this world’s reality. They were thinking on her level, about how we explain different topics. And, they got it. 

anonymous asked:

How do you explain the fact that Europe, Asia including the Middle East, etc have had major advances, but blacks are still living in mud huts and black Africans have invented nothing more than a mud hut and stick? Its obvious whites are superior. In 2016 Europe is a developed region, but Africa is only good where colonization has happened i.e. South Africa, and even then there is overwhelming crime and savagery. But in worse places people kill albinos and hunt with fucking spears. Get real man.

We don’t have to; Jared Diamond explained it for us:

Also: maybe go to Africa sometime because you clearly have zero fucking clue what’s going on in that continent.

Also: how do you explain that at a time when Europeans were living in fucking caves, Africans established the foundations of science, mathematics, and lived in complex societies with sophisticated governance structures and built the fucking pyramids?  If your 2016 comparison is fair, then it’s also fair to compare Europe & Africa circa 3000BC - 332BC.  

Also: why are you leaving Aztec and Asian cultures out of your comparison?  Both were far more advanced that European cultures for centuries.  When Europeans made contact with Asian societies to trade with, they had nothing of value to trade with because their technology and culture was so primitive in comparison.

You should maybe study history before publicly displaying your complete ignorance next time, Anon.

Giraffes facing 'silent extinction' as population plunges

According to Dr Julian Fennessy, who co-chairs the IUCN giraffe specialist group, the creatures are undergoing a “silent extinction”.
“This IUCN Red List update shows that the scale of the global extinction crisis may be even greater than we thought.”
The latest edition of the IUCN Red List now contains over 85,000 species in total with more than 24,000 threatened with extinction.
Until now, the conservation status of giraffes was considered of “least concern” by the IUCN.
The iconic animal has declined because of habitat loss, poaching and civil unrest in many parts of Africa.

I am a bot written by a Mathematician

Posted at Thu Dec 8 05:00:12 2016

Don’t say I’ll depart tomorrow, because even today I still arrive.

Look deeply: I arrive in every second to be a bud on a spring branch, to be a tiny bird, with wings still fragile, learning to sing in my new nest, to be a caterpillar in the heart of the flower, to be a jewel hiding itself in stone.

I still arrive, in order to laugh and cry, in order to fear and hope. The rhythm of my heart is the birth and death of all that are alive.

I am the frog swimming happily in the clear pond, and I am also the snake who must feed.

I am the child in Africa, starving, legs thin as bamboo, and I am the arms merchant, selling weapons to violent men.

I am the twelve-year-old girl, refugee on a small boat, who throws herself into the ocean after being raped by a pirate, and I am the pirate, my heart not yet capable of seeing and loving.

I am a member of the elite, with so much power in my hands, and I am the man who has to pay his “debt in blood” to my people, dying slowly in their prisons.

My joy is like spring, so warm it makes flowers bloom in all walks of life.  My pain is a river of tears, so full it fills all the seas.

Please call me by my true names, so I can hear all my cries and laughs at once, so that I can see that my joy and pain are one.

Please call me by my true names, so I can wake up, and so the door of my heart can be left open, the door of compassion.

—  Thich Nhat Hanh
I finally realized why I'm so salty most of the time!!

Growing up in Africa, I got so used to representation everywhere, that now living in the States got me constantly tight at barely seeing dark skinned Black women on TV, in movies, in advertising, to not seeing Black mannequins in stores, Black hair products being segregated in some teeny corner of the store, barely any makeup for darker shades of brown at drugstores, few Black owned businesses where I live etc etc.

I’ve been here for more than a year and mentally I understand that I’m a ‘minority’ now, pero like it hasn’t *really* hit home.

I still expect representation. I still expect seeing products made for *my* skin tone and *my* hair type in stores.

I notice the lack of representation so much and I can’t help but voice it and I can just feel my friends (African, American, Jamaican etc) getting tired of my shit.

Hopefully now that I understand the root of the saltiness, I can accept the situation for what it is and stop annoying my friends about it lol.

Nevertheless, during my stay here in the United States, I’m going to put all this energy towards something positive instead. Namely, supporting Black owned businesses and Black created TV and film.