My name is Jothan (not Jonathan) Swallowe (and not Swallow as in the verb, but more like the bird, with an 'e' attached) – Jothan Swallowe – and I will be your narrator for the duration of these diary entries. These are the events recorded from my own life during my time at a private game reserve somewhere in the Limpopo Province of South Africa, hidden between the beautiful Waterberg mountains and surrounding farms. I do consider those months as probably the best time of my life, and I would do anything to go back.
I was in my late twenties during this time, insecure and lacked knowledge about anything nature related. I learned quite a lot during those eight months. It was the time that I found myself again as a person after years of living in a vacuum, which led me to the path I walk today. Not that I am where I dream to be, but I would not have been here writing had it not been for those days. I see that as my 'reset' period.
Rewriting my diary entries make me realise the amateur writer I was – and I still learn to write today – so please forgive my lack of words and descriptions from back then. I did however improve my wording, grammar and sentence structures to give more context and make it easier to read, but I did my best to retain the original entries. I also added minor details where possible to bring bits of life to the entries.
I have changed all the names of the people in my diary to protect their real identities.
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My time on the Game Reserve - A Diary
Non-FictionIn 2016, I spent a few months working on a private game reserve in the Limpopo Province of South Africa. I kept a diary of my day-to-day events and I choose to share them with you. To this day, I consider those months the best time of my life.
