I have come to the conclusion that this journey that I have embarked on has definitely taught me about my identity and where I fit in. I feel torn between die taal and the stigma associated with the stereotype boertjie.
The more i though about where I stand as a white afrikaner in south africa, the more i accepted my place in this modern society. I am part of a different generation where we do not have a real struggle to fight for since we were to young to understand the whole apartheid idea and not old enough to actually do something about it. This allowed me to accept the fact that I don’t have to be associates with this stigma surrounding white afrikaans males.
Growing up, there were no animosity between black and white, I had just as much fun with my black friends as I had with my white friends. At least with my black friends we did more active stuff together throwing top.
This has shown that my own perceptions of the representation I portrayed in the last couple days has in fact been way more extreme to me that what it was to others.
I need to let go and know that I’m not part of the old generation, I’m a new generation.
afrikaanseboerseun 