ek kan nie wag vir die dag wat jy n ring aan my finger sit en my jou vrou maak vireweig nie . deesdae dink ek aan jou en ek raak aan my hand want ek weet eendag gaan daar n silver band op wees en ek weet dit gaan joune wees . en dan smile ek want dan kan ek elke oggend in jou arms opstaan . ek kan in die winter aande...
These are two stories that I wrote for an Afrikaans writing competition. The first is about a true Cyber-teen, and the second about someone who struggles to listen to other's advice for him. I might add more with every annual competition. If the story has not yet been translated into English just wait a few weeks for...