What is a crocodile?

The crocodile is specially built long because the flatter the better swimmer. At the front of the crocodile is the head. The head exists almost only of teeth. Behind the crocodile the tail grows between the head and tail is the crocodile. A crocodile without a tail is called a Rottweiler.

A crocodile’s body is covered with handbag material. He can throw his tail off if he gets a fright but it doesn’t happen much cause a crocodile is scared of nothing. A crocodile stays under the water because if you were so ugly, you would also stay under the water.

It is a good thing because a person gets such a big fright if a crocodile catches you that the croc has to rinse you off before he can eat you. A crocodile isn’t hardly as dangerous as people say he is, except if he catches you. The longer a crocodile bites you the more it hurts. Very old crocodiles suck their people and buck that they catch dead.

If you eat a crocodile it is called a crocosatie. The little brother of a crocodile is a lizard. The slow sister of a crocodile is a chameleon. The gay brother is a daffodil and a crocodile also has a dead brother called a frikkadel.

Lank lewe die krokenoster!!!

Mc who?

Here is something to nibble on:
McDreamy, McSteamy and McDonald (also known as Big Mc)

Why I could never win the lotto

I'll never win the lotto for these 3 simple reasons:

1. I don't buy lotto tickets (never have and never will)

2. A varsity friend of mine did a project as part of her first year mechanical engineering course. They worked out the probability of winning the lotto and in their findings discovered that if you used all the different combinations of numbers on different tickets then you would win the lotto but you would make a loss because the amount of combinations are far more than the amount in the lotto pool.
3. Because I'd rather see a rainbow and that is what this blog post is actually all about my rainbow....

...See sometimes I do dream about winning the lotto and fantasizing about all the money. The only problem is that soon the smirk on my face turns into a frown as I try to work out what to do with all the "money." What would I buy first? Should I first pay of my debts and then spoil myself or the other way around? Am I supposed to share the money with my husband, sister, parents, church, friends and poor people? Do you tell people that you won the lotto? Do you switch banks? Do you invest the money locally or do you stuff it in a duffel bag and head to Switzerland where the exchange rate will anyway render it useless? I can go on forever but you probably get the point - winning the lotto would be to stressful for me.

So I've decided to wish for simpler but much nicer things in life - like seeing a rainbow (not because of the pot of gold at the end of it). I wondered how long it would take for me to see one and not even two weeks after I've been fantasising about seeing a rainbow my wish was granted this morning. We were staying at the Bakubung camp in the Pilanesberg and woke up at 5 to go for a game drive. The first thing that we saw was this beautiful rainbow, followed by a sunrise, a herd of elephants and three rhinos. So there you have it Lady Luck, I'd rather have my rainbow thank you very much.

Tata ma chance, Tata ma rainbow!

I dedicate this cloud ...

This is the view from where I stay. Jaco took the photo one morning not too long ago after I told him the story of the Jewish fist fighter (Max). The photos are to give you an idea what the sky looked like on that particular day, because unlike Max you don't live in a German family's basement in Munich during World War II. Max, the basement Jew, is one of the lead characters in the best-selling novel "The Book Thief " by Markus Zusak. (The sky and clouds in these photos are dedicated to him)

In this book a german family the Hubermanns hides Max in their basement and his only contact with the outside world is with a young girl Liesel that visits him every afternoon in the basement. She gives Max a review of what the weather is like each day by describing the color of the sky so that he can imagine the world above the basement. "The sky is blue today, Max, and there is a big long cloud . . . . At the end of it, the sun is like a yellow hole. "

Max and Liesel become close friends and when Max falls sick Liesel takes it upon herself to give him a cloud as a present. (She writes down exactly how the cloud looks like and intends to tell Max the minute he wakes up). This got me thinking, how do you describe a cloud or the sky to someone.... go outside right now and try.... it's really difficult.

I've been practising everyday and I have to admit that Liesel would be proud of me if she could see the pictures (but obviously she can't because she's now dead and I'm just another fictional character in a book).