A Befitting Tribute to Tata Madiba

I came across a YouTube video today of a flash mob at one of our local Woolworths stores titled:
Woolies and Soweto Gospel Choir: Madiba Tribute.

I absolutely love flash mobs so I logged into YouTube to watch it.  As I watched, I thought how proud I was to live in this beautiful country and how proud I am of being part of this Rainbow Nation.
It is a truly befitting tribute to Nelson Mandela.  Well done Woolworths and The Soweto Gospel Choir for making us all proud.

I know you will not understand the song but it is absolutely beautiful so please make the effort to listen to it. It is a song by our very own Johnny Clegg called Asimbonanga.  It gave me goosebumps!

Lanthie Ransom

History in the making – The Death of an Icon

This last week has been full of so many memorable occasions, some good and some bad.

The week started off with my sons Valedictory service on Monday night.  And his subsequent guest status at the launch of the Official Nelson Mandela Opus on Tuesday. (Read my 2 previous posts)

Wednesday saw the end of our school year (yippee – no more school run for 6 weeks and I get to sleep past 4am)

Thursday – well let me start my story off from here……

Thursday was memorable for more than one thing and has certainly been a memorable one for people all over the world.

We had our staff End-Of-Year lunch function on Thursday afternoon at a place called Gilroys out near Muldersdrift.  We each had to bring a R50 (about $5) gender neutral gift.  So after ordering our first round of drinks, we assembled all the gifts on a table.  Each person had to pick a gift from the table and open it.  If you didn’t like your gift, you could swop it with anyone else’s gift within 30 seconds.  So this provided quite a bit of entertainment.  Some of the more popular gifts were:

The most popular gift which was swopped out many a time

Another popular gift – emergency kit consisting of clown nose, bowtie and hanky

And a notepad that provided hours of entertainment

Once the gifts were all opened, we had to move to another table under cover as it looked like it was going to rain.  Someone then started off a game – It had to do with the notebook above.   A basic picture was drawn and the notepad was passed around and we each had to add to it.  This provided loads of giggles all round and was a load of fun.

The before picture

The after picture

Then it started to rain – hard!.  There was another group of people sitting near us under cover – they were obviously also having their end of year function and their group were all still arriving.  There was a little bit of a walk from the carpark to the venue so they were all rather soaked by the time they got to their tables.  Of course by now we were in a rather festive spirit and decided to have a “Wet T-shirt shirt/blouse competition”.  We quickly drew up some numbers on the back of the menu’s that were left laying around and we started scoring their guests as they arrived.

Scoring at it’s best!

After this, it was time for a late lunch which was awesome.  There is nothing better than a pub lunch.  By this time the other group sitting behind us had had rather far too much too drink and were very rowdy so we asked to be moved to another area.

The rest of the afternoon was spent just having good fun and being entertained with a few jokes by our host (Owner of the bar who looks just like Father Christmas).

Most of our group left late afternoon and a few of use were left lingering over some coffee and chatting for a few hours.  It was a very pleasant afternoon.

I eventually got home around 7.30pm in the evening.  Little did I know the day would offer more surprises.

I spent the rest of the evening relaxing and chatting to a few friends via social media.  Eventually to bed.  I had just dozed off when my phone went DING.   It was late – just gone midnight and I thought it strange that someone was messaging me at this time of night.

So curiosity got the better of me and I had a look at who it was.  It was Son no 3 who was currently staying over at a friends house.  The message read was as follows:

And this is how I found out that the Father of our Nation, Nelson Mandela had died.  It came as a huge shock.  My son was upset – his icon had died and he had not had the opportunity to meet him as yet.

I quickly nudged dead hubby who had been fast asleep for ages.  He woke with a fright and was very shocked by the news.  Hubby is the COO of the stadium where the memorial service is to be held at so he spent the rest of the night on the phone with various people putting plans into action.

I don’t think anyone got much sleep on Thursday night.  We all knew this moment would arrive and we were all prepared, but little did we know it would come as a shock regardless.

Lanthie Ransom

The Official Nelson Mandela Opus and more proud moments

Today was another special day for me.  I was cornered by the school principal the other day who asked me if Jeff (Son no 4) could attend a function today as he had been chosen to read a poem.  He gave a vague description of the function, but to be quite honest I wasn’t really listening and thought it was another one of those waste of school functions where they invite 100 kids to listen to some boring speeches in the name of education.

Anyway, I reluctantly agreed and had to re-arrange a whole bunch of meetings today in order to pick him up early from school and take him to this function.

We arrived on time at the Nelson Mandela Foundation Center of Memory in Houghton, Johannesburg.  I had never been here before so was eager to look around.  Again I’m going to share with pictures where I can.

Anyway, the event was actually for the launch of The official Nelson Mandela Opus.  Now I had no idea what an Opus was so I had to look it up.  I’m not going to go into too much detail here describing it to you so please click on the link and read up about it. In short, and I quote direct from the About section of the site: The Official Nelson Mandela Opus celebrates the life and legacy of one of the world’s greatest icons. Unprecedented access to archive material from family and friends, exclusive imagery and work from world renowned photographers and writers, allows Opus to truly honor Nelson Mandela the friend, the father, the husband, the activist, the President. The Opus tells this story in a depth and on a scale that has never been seen before, immortalizing Nelson Mandela’s life.


We were welcomed by Matchworld Media and The Opus Media Group and shown into the auditorium.  They did a quick run through of the event with Jeff, a test read by Jeff and loads of pictures taken by various photographers and journalists.

We were then at our leisure until the function actually started and offered tea, juice and snacks.  So we took advantage of the time and browsed around.  I took a few photographs.  Hope I do them justice as I only had my phone with me to take them with.  Please click on the link and have a look at what The Nelson Mandela Foundation Centre of Memory is all about.  It is what holds the legacy of our past intact for every South African.

Yummy Snacks!

One of the artworks specially created for the Opus

One of the wall murals at the Centre

The F1 Opus

One of the wall murals at the Centre

As you can see the lighting was not great so it is difficult explaining the various murals and artworks.

Eventually the event started – just over an hour late.  Mr Cyril Rhamaphosa, the deputy president of the ANC was supposed to give a speech at the event but he was called away at the last minute and one of our ministers (Minister Lindiwe Sizulu) was asked to attend on his behalf.  We had a whole bunch of speeches by various members of Opus and Matchworld introducing the Nelson Mandela Opus.

Jeff was then called up to read out his portion of the poem.  The poem is titled “Radiant Khulu“.  It was specially written for the Opus and I would have liked to have included it here but as I cannot credit the poet, I would rather not.  He was one of 4 students chosen to be part of this historical event so I was very proud of him.

Jeff, fully composed as usual in front of an audience

We then had a few more speeches and then the unveiling of the actual Opus by Graca Machel (Nelson Mandela’s Wife) and Minister Lindiwe Sizula and various members of the Mandela family.

The unveiling of the Official Nelson Mandela Opus

If you have the time, please click on the various links provided in this post.  It provides some interesting insight into our history and the living memory thereof.

Here are some links to various news articles on today’s event:

My son has made me extremely proud this week.

Lanthie Ransom

But Does He Have A Social Life

This weeks sees the end of an era for me.  My youngest son is finishing Primary School.  All 4 of my sons have gone to the same school and I have done the school run to this particular school for the last 19 years.

It was the Valedictory Ceremony tonight where they said good-bye to the Grade 7’s.  I sat there with mixed feelings – One of joy and one of sadness.  My baby is growing up and my eyes swelled up with tears a few times during the course of the evening.

Programme of Events

As my son is Head Boy, my attendance was guaranteed as he had to give a speech.  And there is nothing that makes a parent more proud than to see their child on stage, fully composed giving a speech to a hall full of people.

My son giving his speech

At least that is what I thought until he received various awards tonight as well.  He received:

  • The Grant Arthur Trophy for Academic success, fine
    sportsmanship, good spirit and leadership
  • Cunton Cohen Trophy Cricketer of the Year
  • Certificate for Conscientiousness and Diligence
Receiving an award

2 Trophies (Unfortunately the school keeps these)

2 Trophies that he gets to keep and certificates awarded
My son has made me an extremely proud mom tonight.  

So while we were sitting in the hall, Hubby was sending text messages out to the rest of the family telling them all about what awards Jeff was getting.  And of course sibling rivalry jealousy made us all have a giggle.  I thought I would share some of the messages as follows:

My kids always find the humor in everything.  Love them to bits!

Lanthie Ransom