Hier volg die selfverduidelikende getuienis, verkort, van 'n Amerikaanse vrou wat na SA emigreer het:
“I am an American that emigrated to South Africa eight years ago. Due to numerous reasons, I am facing now having to leave South Africa. I am married to a wonderful Afrikaans man and am raising two Afrikaans boys who were born in this country.
“Due to the visa regulations and finances, I will possibly be returning to the States, leaving my husband and children here in South Africa. Although there is neither finances to renew my visa here nor fly me back to the States, we know a way will be made. Our only option is to pray that we can make a way to reunite us soon.
“My heart breaks to be leaving South Africa and the beautiful Afrikaans culture that has given me so much. I have written a letter to the Afrikaans community on my experience in Afrikaans and would love it if you would be willing to share it.
“My husband and I met a total of three times over a two week period when I phoned him seven months later giving him 48 hour notice that I would be landing in South Africa. 60 days later we were married. In May 2017 it will be our eight-year anniversary.
“Even before I met my husband, I was planning a trip to South Africa. I believed I was going to come here and change lives.
“Upon landing in South Africa, my father-in-law was at the airport to greet us. His first words to me were, ‘Suid Afrika is nie vir sissies nie.’ I would learn how true his words were. My husband is Afrikaans and my children are being raised Afrikaans to the best of my abilities. My Afrikaans is pretty good too, even if I must say so myself.
“I’m proud to be a part of an Afrikaans family. Most Afrikaaners are and you should be too. Afrikaans is not just a language, but let’s face it, ‘dit voel beter as jy vloek in Afrikaans!’ It is a way of life. It is saying ‘Oom’ and ‘Tannie’ because those older than us deserve respect. Not just because of age, but because of the life lived; the good times and the lessons learned from mistakes. It is because respect is a HUGE part of Afrikaans. It is having coffee with the ‘Tannie’ down the street because she is lonely. It is my husband helping a neighbor with repairs because we are a community. It’s a ‘braai’ ( barbecue) because of the ‘kuier’ not just the food. It is ‘biltong’ and rugby because that’s our team even when they are losing.
“My husband and I have made it eight years having hardly known each other because in Afrikaans we fix what is broken, not just throw it away. My experience in Afrikaans is sitting up until 3 am with our brother having coffee and talking because Afrikaans is family. It’s watching the boer get out a 2am to help another boer put out a fire on his land.
“It’s seeing the boer nurse a bok through a difficult labour in sweltering heat and see him morn when she doesn’t pull through. My experience in Afrikaans is that ‘hierdie land is nie vir sissies nie.’ The Afrikaans men and women I know fight for what they believe in.
“It’s hours spent making a proper Sunday dinner with the family, playing cards around the kitchen table, and laughing until our stomachs hurt. It’s making sure my dishcloths are spotless, my house is clean and my family’s clothes are ironed because I respect myself. This culture has taught me to forgive past mistakes, family is always first and Ma is always right! No, my time in this country has not been all sunshine and daisies. I’ve struggled with the paperwork and hassles of Home Affairs.
“I’ve sat back while people talked about me not understanding what they are saying. I’ve seen my husband turned down for countless jobs because of economic situations. I’ve seen the struggles of the people of this land. I’ve cried at the foot of the ‘plaasmoorde’ memorial. So, when I get asked why, why haven’t we immigrated back? Why would I come here? I like to tell people:
“Afrikaans is a family. A family that has never turned its backs on me. Afrikaans is teaching my boys to be men with respect, morals and values. It is a life that upholds a woman’s place giving to the modern world but demanding a proper home. Afrikaans pushes my husband to fulfill his role, not allowing for modernism to belittle his place in the home. Afrikaans is God above all. Afrikaans is not the history, but respect for mistakes made and pride for what was accomplished. Afrikaans is not the decisions of our forefathers, but recognition for what they went through. Afrikaans is not ‘racism’ - but love for the culture and land. Afrikaans is ‘n ‘paplepel’ and bedtime kisses. Afrikaans is a song and a ‘sokkie.’ Afrikaans is ‘vetkoek en koeksisters.’ ‘Afrikaans is ‘n braai, ‘n potjie, en ‘n naweek by die dam. Suid-Afrika is nie Afrikaans nie, maar Afrikaans is Suid-Afrika. Dankie aan my familie wat altyd by my staan. Dankie aan die mense van hierdie kultuur wat my groot gemaak het. Dankie dat ek kan deel wees van hierdie land.’”
Shana Danae Scott