I have never heard of them, but I reckon we should start a tradition where every year, we come up with collective New Year’s resolutions for the entire nation. Of course, these would be taken very seriously by us…for about three weeks into the New Year.
We go through so much as a people and we simply do not celebrate enough of our victories and the challenges we overcome in a year.
After using a Bible/Quran/bones/Tarot cards/a sweaty palm reader’s hand to swear by, we would all be required to promise that we will celebrate more victories and the challenges that we will overcome. We would then swear that no matter what may come our way, race would not be an issue.
The collective New Year’s resolutions would also have something vague about going to gym at least three times a week, so that we can be strong enough to pick each other up as the going gets tough. This would include when our leaders let us down and make us angry enough to do something about it at the next elections.
Something about attitude would also have to be mandatory. This would mean that we are as positive about our own nation as we are about other developed and developing countries. Each time we feel like aimlessly lambasting our beautiful country –along with its problems – let us think of a solution instead.
Lastly, all of us would promise to think more like children.
The family and I are currently on holiday in the Republic of Cape Town and on the flight to Zilleville, my twins shed so much insight on what it means to be a child.
They forgive and forget very easily: because we did not want to take any chances with our mid-morning flight, we arrived at OR Tambo early. They were disappointed that we did not go straight into the plane, and land at Cape Town Airport five minutes later. Alas, all was forgiven when we touched down in the Western Cape.
Kids are not scared to ask questions if they do not know the answer to something: I was asked if all the people in the plane were all going to Cape Town, or were some being dropped off somewhere else.
All Number One had to do was to ask what effects the rash appointment of a Finance Minister would do to our country, instead of doing it without advice. That principle applies to Steve Harvey, who should have asked what the term “First Princess” in pageants such as Miss Universe means. Had he asked, he would know that – bizarrely- this is the second-placed lady in the competition.
Oh yes, hopefully we include travelling our exhaustingly gorgeous country on the list of resolutions. And keep to it!