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#EZEMVELO KZN WILDLIFE SUSPENDS #KWACHEETAH OPERATIONS after #CheetahAttack on boy, elderly lady and Newcastle woman

Posted in aiden davis, aiden fry, blood lions, captive breeding, cheetah attack, craig fry, donnette davis, donnette fry, dr andrew venter, ezemvelo, kwa cheetah, nature, rob le seur, saveourcheetah, south africa., wildlands sa with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 25, 2015 by Donnette E Davis
#EZEMVELO KZN WILDLIFE SUSPENDS #KWACHEETAH OPERATIONS after three cheetah attacks in recent months
25 August 2015
EZEMVELO KZN WILDLIFE (Ezemvelo) has decided to suspend commercial exhibition at KwaCheetah. KwaCheetah operates from within Nambithi Game Reserve situated outside Ladysmith. The decision to suspend KwaCheetah follows the recent incidents of cheetahs attacking at least three people within the last three months.
The first incident that Ezemvelo is aware of happened on 28th June 2015. The last two happened on 5th and 6th August 2015. The Cheetah involved in all these incidents will not be destroyed. The investigation is still on going and the Cheetah has not shown any form of aggression during the investigation.
Ezemvelo instituted an investigation on Wednesday, 12 August 2015 to determine how these attacks happened and if KwaCheetah was conducting its activities according to the Management Plan that they had submitted to Ezemvelo when they applied for a Keep in Captivity permit.
During the investigation, Ezemvelo discovered that KwaCheetah was already conducting certain activities which are still being considered whilst other activities are not in line with their Management Plan. The activities that are not in line with the submitted Management Plan have resulted in the extensive consultation and lengthy review of the proposed Management Plan.
KwaCheetah has amenably welcomed the decision and has further ceased all commercial exhibition until Ezemvelo has decided on the status of their Management Plan. Both parties are working together to ensure that KwaCheetah conducts its activities within the applicable legislation failing which the permit will not be granted.
“It has to be noted that application for a permit does not automatically imply that a permit will be granted; rather that Ezemvelo will consider all prevailing facts before reaching a decision. Applicants conducting operations without obtaining a permit prior to commencing their activities do so at their own risk. The public has a right to ask if such organizations have necessary permits and are advised not to visit such places should they not be happy with an explanation provided.” The Acting CEO of Ezemvelo, Dr MD Mabunda warned.
Musa Mntambo
Communications Manager
Ezemvelo KZN Wildlife
Tel: +27 (0)33 845 1743
Cell: +27 (0)83 284 9586

#EZEMVELO KZN WILDLIFE SUSPENDS #KWACHEETAH OPERATIONS after three cheetah attacks in recent months


Cheetah Attack on KZN boy – WARNING – GRAPHIC IMAGES

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This is Aiden’s Story.

Meet Aiden. An active, charming, sensitive, loving, intelligent, diligent, 10 year old boy. He loves being outdoors, playing with one of their numerous pets and playing sport, be it hockey, soccer, rugby, cricket, tennis, swimming or running.

Aiden went on a school trip on Thursday 6th August 2015 to a Captive Cheetah Breeding Centre in Ladysmith, rightly expecting to be kept safe and protected. Whilst on the trip, a cheetah managed to grab hold of Aiden, rip chunks of flesh and skin off of him and puncture him with bites. All this whilst the poor child tried to punch the cheetah to free himself from its grip. The same cheetah had attacked an elderly lady the previous day, who has just been released from ICU, but this was never disclosed until some 4 days after Aiden’s event.


It is evident from the initial doctor’s report that the tissue (muscle) and skin around the wounds had already become infected and that it was necrotic – that means it was dying.

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Eco Focus – Learning to be quiet in the wilds #Literature ~ A Story For Kids #Education #Wildlife #Conservation

Posted in Carol Carpenter, donnette, donnette e davis, early childhood learning, earn about south africa, Eco-Focus, Education, Elle Durow, Environment, Family, Free Wildlife LIterature, Kids Wildlife Literature, Nature's Hideaway, Wildelife Kids Corner, WIldlife Conservation, WIldlife Stories for Kids with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 23, 2013 by Donnette E Davis

Eco Focus – Learning to be quiet in the wilds.

Eco Focus - Learning to be quiet in the wilds

Written by Elle Durow:


Learning to be quiet in the wilds

The Old Man was very old, and he drifted into reveries that made it seem as if he might be senile.   But I realized later, when I had seen with amazement how keen his senses were, that he had simply withdrawn into himself for a moment to check his perceptions against the patterns of the world.  Only after he taught me how to be silent did I realize that he was stopping his own motion so that he could distinguish the disturbances around him from his own

When I was growing up under the Old Man’s watchful gaze, I often wondered why he sometimes seemed so distant.  I wondered about his silence as well.  I didn’t know anyone who could be so quiet, so still.  We spent a lot of time out in the savanna bushveld without uttering a word.  We weren’t hunting during those times, we weren’t building shelters, or even foraging.  We were just wandering about, finding a beautiful place that had a good feeling on a warm spring afternoon, or a sunny glade out of the wind in the winter, where we would often just sit, lean against a tree and dream.  For my adolescent, busy mind this was often too much, even though I knew that I should model this kind of stillness in my own area.  This silence was punctuated by disturbances and sounds that caught the Old man’s attention.  I don’t remember what exactly caught his ear, because at that time in my life I saw no importance in anything that wasn’t screamingly obvious to me, flashy, big or bright.   

There is something to be gained from silence that can be gained nowhere else.  To gain the silence is another story if you came from a busy, noisy “civilised” place as I did.  But the struggle slowly waned as the silence took more and more of my time and attention.  Ultimately, by the age of eighteen, I discovered a true treasure within myself – I had total mental silence when I wanted it, and the ability to sit still in utter focus and poise for as long as I wanted to.  All my stress, I discovered, only emerged when I allowed my “old thoughts” to kick in again.  I also discovered that in addition to hearing and detecting more in the bushveld, I caused less alarm among the birds and animals themselves.  

In my early years as I sat in the wilds, I would often be utterly lost in meditation and distraction for periods of several minutes at a time.  I would fidget, dig with twigs on the ground where I sat, or bang sticks onto other sticks.  Sometimes I would even throw things.  I would get up and move around.  I would get bored and head straight for home and the distractions of civilisation.  But then I would remember the Old Man’s offer to take me on another camping adventure. I would also remember that I had promised to learn to sit still and listen.  I wanted to learn to be comfortable sitting alone and still in all weather conditions.  This was MY challenge alone in the wilds.  For weeks and months, whenever school or tasks that I had to do allowed, I wandered around and explored the bushveld around me.  I would go to my favourite lookout haunt for a short time at first, but later could stay longer and longer.  

Fishing helped me to slow down, too.  The Old Man worked his silent meditation even over my fishing rod.  He helped me to look at fishing in a whole different and more meaningful way.  He taught me to see the relationship between the way the fish read my approach to the pool’s edge, and the birds’ response as I approached my favourite fishing spot.  Eventually, I became so good at moving without sending off obvious concentric rings of disturbance that I nearly walked into a great grey heron on the other side of some tall grass.  This enormous bird took flight and let out a “CRROOOAAK-CRROOOAAK-CRROOOAKK” as it lifted just above my head and banked with the wind almost directly over me.  

Never before had I been so close to a heron.  In fact, I must admit that I didn’t even know they existed until that day!  I literally fell over backwards, dropping my fishing tackle noisily and rolling to one side to keep from breaking my fishing rod, but in such a contorted manner as to not lose sight of that great bird that was now moving away from me.  I’m sure that I gasped and let out some sort of gurgling sound as I fell!   My heart jumped in my chest.  I was completely amazed and awed by this beautiful close encounter.  To make matters worse, I forgot all my lessons, picked up my tackle box and fishing pole in somewhat of a hurry and then blasted through the tall grass to the pond edge, totally excited by what had just happened to me.  

I cleared the last of the tall reeds and alighted on the sandy bank of the river.  As I did so, a second heron who – for some reason I don’t understand – had not taken flight with its friend, suddenly repeated the whole scene!  This time I held my composure and just watched in silent amazement as it drifted up and over the grass and out of sight with its alarm call trailing off into the silence and breeze-singing grassland.  This moment was a “shaper” for me.  I KNOW that after that I forever approached both that pool, and all pools, much more carefully. I was determined that I would never cause a disturbance like that again.  In time, this same determination was reflected in the way in which I approached my favourite lookout point.  

Soon, though, I discovered that even this was not enough.  I eventually figured out that I needed to be careful even as I approached the thicket from the paved cul-de-sac that was opposite the front yard at my parent’s house.  I would stand for a while in the cul-de-sac itself and wait until the birds, crickets and grasshoppers went back about their business.  Only then would I proceed up the trail into the bush towards my secret spot, just twenty metres or so deeper into the thicket.


After perhaps two years at my spot, my anchor point was well established.  My fire pit was well burned in.  The area around had been cleared of dead and rotting twigs to provide a better view.  There were some faint trails that led in at least six main directions, with minor links between them.  These trails were not enough to attract anyone’s attention – the Old Man had already got it deep into my mind that I should not draw attention to myself or leave any trace of my comings and goings in the pristine bushveld.  It got so that I even took care not to leave tracks on the sand roads, especially when others were around who might track me out of nothing more than curiosity.  

Sitting quietly, I began to observe field mice feeding along the ground.  I began to notice the way that they sounded as they fed.  I could recognize that same, soft, reassuring sound pattern over several metres in the bush.  I learned the sounds made by the Kurrichane Thrushes scratching in the leaves.  I could even distinguish this pattern from that of a francolin doing the same.  One day, I heard the field mice scatter behind me.  I heard the Glossy Starlings make a nervous call and move to the tree tops with a tail wave and concerned look over their shoulder.  Blue Glossy Starlings moved directly to the area from which the field mice scattered.  Then they scolded.  I knew that something was happening, but I had no idea what to make of it.  I could almost hear the footfalls on the leaves, but couldn’t be sure.  

Slowly, I rose from my seat at the base of an acacia tree.  I turned slowly and carefully and looked towards the east, the direction the sounds and disturbances were coming from.  Nothing could be seen except the birds and bushes themselves.  No hint of what or who had passed by.  I was, however, left with a strong sense that SOMETHING had.  Then the fieldmice relaxed again and began to return to the floor of the thicket.  The robins moved on.  The Glossy Starlings just hopped down to the lower branches and down to the leaf litter upon the ground.  When I walked over that way, the birds showed signs of being agitated, but my curiosity and impatience to know took over and I just moved ahead in spite of their concern.  

The field mice alarmed again and moved even further off to the east.  The robins also alarmed again, but it was noticeably different from the first alarm I heard.  The Blue Starlings simply vacated quietly.  I walked quickly, though fairly quietly, over to this area, hoping to catch a glimpse of something.  Where the field mice had originally been feeding, I saw a trail even fainter than my own, heading roughly north and south.  In my mind, I travelled along the trail to see where it might come from and where it might go.  I noticed that the trail passed under brush just under knee-height.  What was using this trail?  

That night I recalled the whole experience again.  I made a map as if I was flying overhead and looking down on my observation area.  I drew my anchor point.  I filled in the four directions and some of the major land features, such as my ridge and the place where the older growth met the second growth thicket.  The Weeping Boer-bean tree and the spring were also featured.  I realized from this session of bird’s eye view mapping that the faint trail ran parallel to one of my own trails.  This trail led straight to a path that I called the “old wagon road.”  The next day, early in the morning, I headed straight to the thicket, ignoring all bird alarm protocol.  

Once on the trail, I hoisted myself up the little hill that marked the edge of the bushveld thicket.  I turned westward (instead of following the ridge on my little “secret trail” to my usual hide), then headed northward as the trail turned ninety degrees to the right.  When I got to the next corner intersection, I turned east onto the “old wagon road” and headed for the place where my own faint trail joined this well-worn bridal trail.  A few metres further east, I found the second faint trail that led to the place where the field mice had been alarmed the previous day.  It was here that I discovered a jackal scat, and the smell of fresh jackal urine in the air.  So I began to surmise that perhaps the jackal had passed by me, but to be perfectly honest, my thoughts were left with more questions than answers. 


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AfricanCrisis, Drug-resistant TB (tuberculosis) pandemic in KwaZulu-Natal, South Africa – are you prepared tovisit South Africa – AND be hospitalised?

Posted in Health, south africa, South African Corruption with tags , , , , on April 24, 2010 by Donnette E Davis


Friday 23-Apr-2010

By Sasha Wales Smith

In 2006, the outbreak of an almost untreatable form of TB in Kwa-Zulu Natal struck fear in the public health community. TB is an airborne disease which is spread by coughing, sneezing or simply talking. It’s usually curable, but decades of a poorly run TB Control Programme has resulted in an explosion of new and lethal strains of drug resistant TB. Failure to curb infection has seen the number of TB case sky-rocket and among them are doctors and nurses.

In 2002, Nerissa Pather was a dedicated young doctor when she got TB. Today she’s bedridden and in permanent pain.

Her husband Shane – a medical doctor himself – has watched the disease destroy the woman he loves.

They had met at medical school. After qualifying, they moved to Durban where their daughter Kyla was born.

DR SHANE MAHARAJ: Our dreams were the same as every other young, aspiring, blessed young couple to be. Live a glorious life, give our daughter the best life possible and to give her everything that she could ever have and want. And in 2002 let me put it this way, god was wonderful, we had everything.

Nerissa was doing her community service at the clinic in Kwa-Mashu on the outskirts of Durban.

It was here that she was infected with multiple drug resistant – or MDR – TB Meningitis.

DR SHANE MAHARAJ: What happened was the TB itself caused swelling or inflation of the tissues of the brain. That swelling caused the pressure in the brain, the intercranial pressure, to increase. When that pressure increased it’s almost like boiling pot you know and she started developing severe headaches and was not responding to anything. She was screaming in pain.

The MDR-TB spread from her brain, to her sinuses and into her spleen. Nerissa was put on heavier and heavier medication, before it was finally eradicated.

Side effects from these drugs caused her to lose hearing in one ear, and damaged her liver and kidneys.

She has osteoporosis and a stroke has left her paralyzed.

DR NERISSA PATHER: I don’t feel good at all. I feel drowsy most of the time I feel sleepy. The medication is just too strong for me.

Her daughter Kyla was a baby when she got TB and the illness has created a distance between them. It affected her memory and.. for two and half years.. Nerissa had total amnesia.

DR NERISSA PATHER: I’ve forgotten most things anyways.

DR SHANE MAHARAJ: In 2002/2003. In all honesty she didn’t even remember the birth of our baby. In 2003 when she started to regain consciousness I had to use videos and pictures to let her know that she had given birth to a baby girl.

Complications from the TB and the various operations to relieve the pressure in her brain, have injured the nerves in her spinal cord.

DR SHANE MAHARAJ: This damage is primarily is primarily coming from the scar tissue that was caused directly from the TB.

It produces excruciating pain in her arms .. that won’t respond to any painkillers.

DR SHANE MAHARAJ: If you just touch the arm it’s as if there is fire or electricity running into her arm as though you are electrocuting her. She also got these pins and needles. We can’t see them, but for her, she’s literally seeing as though you’re taking out pins. And anything that touches her hand she starts getting as though there is a pin in her hand. These sensations have been traumatic.

There are days when my daughter comes home from school and because she is screaming so much in the house we literally have to prevent my daughter from coming into the house.

I mean, you know, she was 26 when this began. I was 27. The question is how do you cope. How do you handle it? I don’t think I did. I think if it wasn’t for God, I don’t know where I would be. You when you see the woman you love go to the point of no return and you having this degree, MBCHB, you know the medicine you know the theory very well. And you know that you’ve got this black bag with all these expensive drugs in there and you can’t do diddly squat. You can’t. The only thing you can do is live and try and pray and trust god.

The government has paid nothing towards Nerissa’s medical expenses. Eight years on, they are yet to decide whether her TB is an “Injury on Duty.”

Even her salary payments stopped, because the file with her medical history got lost.

DR SHANE MAHARAJ: Everything was given to the government so they could see the progression of the disease all through the years. 2002, chest x-rays, MRI’s CT scans, over and over again. It never stops.

While efforts to get compensation continue, it’s the emotional cost that’s impossible to quantify.

DR SHANE MAHARAJ: My daughter does not know what a normal mother is. Because for as long as she can remember her mother has always been sick. As a husband and as a man, our relationship has obviously its changed it’s impossible. But the government needs to respect the fact that we did our time And all that is expected of them is to come forward and acknowledge and be willing to stop doing bureaucratic paperwork. Why? Life is going on. We live this every day. 8 years now. We’ve lived it every day.

With one of the highest rates of multi-drug resistant TB in the world.. more and more health workers are contracting the disease from the patients they treat.

Dudu Danca worked for 15 years as a nurse in the TB Ward at King George Hospital in Durban.

Two years ago she started losing weight rapidly and went for a test. The results showed that she had multi-drug resistant TB.

DUDU DANCA: I worked there for three years because I started in 2005 and I got this thing in 2008 when I was dealing with these patients with mdr and xdr.

Although hospitals should be a safe working environment, health workers can’t always follow the protection guidelines.

One of the side effects of the medication used to treat highly drug resistant TB is permanent deafness. For the nurses, who are in close and lengthy contact with these patients . it poses a considerable risk.

DUDU DANCA: you were forced take of the mask and talk so that the patient could look at your lips so the communication was through that. I think that’s how I got this thing.

She was put on an intensive course of injections and medication. Every week she comes to the staff clinic for a check up. This nurse, Dumisane Mdletshe, who attends to her is a colleague, who also got drug resistant TB from patients in the same hospital. He was cured, but had to have a lung removed after he started coughing up blood.

DUDU DANCA: As a person who knows what is going on I was very, very depressed. I think my condition was deteriorating through knowing that now I am having this TB. I’ve been telling people about this thing and now it’s with me, I was very bad. I was totally depressed.

Despite treatment, her strain of TB doesn’t seem to be responding to the medication. She may be on the brink of extensively drug resistant TB.

With no offer of compensation or incentive to stay, she’s planning to resign.

In a country with severe shortages of health workers, we can ill afford to lose another nurse.

DUDU DANCA: It is better to leave this place and start to think about something else to do. Even nursing I don’t like it at all now. I’m very disappointed I didn’t know I will end up like this when I’ve been a nurse. So my happiness is not there anymore

This is Sizwe Hospital in Gauteng. To try and control the spread of the epidemic, patients with drug resistant TB are confined here.. until they are no longer infectious.

The treatment they receive is long, and often with nasty side effects… but faced with of the worst rates of TB in the world doctors need to ensure that they don’t default.

DR DIMIKATSO MALOI: They are in danger to themselves, to the public, to their immediate family’s members to the people they are working with if they are working or any other place. Imagine a bus or a taxi and people with MDR sitting next to you, or in a church

Drug-resistant tuberculosis occurs when patients are incorrectly treated or do not complete their full course of medication.

In 2006, Musa Mukase was diagnosed with ordinary TB. It’s normally cured by a 6-month course of antibiotics, but after two months, he stopped taking his pills.

MUSA MUKASE: It’s just because I was think I’m good, I’m right so I’m not going to take anymore medication, the TB is finished, meanwhile it’s not finished inside.

He fell ill again, this time with multi-drug resistant TB.

Having been exposed to drugs without being killed, the TB bacteria in his body had become resistant, so the usual medication no longer worked.

MDR-TB meant he needed to go to hospital for possibly 18 months, and get treated with stronger and more toxic drugs. .. again he didn’t comply.

MUSA MUKASE: That is too much because I’ve family and I’m looking after them. I’m the only person. I’ve got child. I’ve got a wife. I stay two months here and then I ask for a pass out and then I leave and go out and when I go out, I just disappear from the Sisters, and then I go. And then the TB, it comes back worse, worse and worse.

People with MDR TB can infect anyone who is exposed to their coughing or sneezing. So, for the 4 years between his first diagnosis and finally agreeing to treatment, Musa was spreading the same drug resistant TB that he was carrying.

MUSA MUKASE: Now it is very dangerous. Because if I default again now and I go outside all my family is going to get this sick. They can get sick, and it’s not going to be TB normally it’s going to be MDR.

DR DIMIKATSO MALOI: People don’t realise that the more they default, the smaller their chances for them to recover. You may be healthy in the first year but, later on, they won’t be sensitive to any drugs.

Isolated behind these fences, are the patients with extensively drug resistant or XDR TB. This strain of the disease doesn’t respond to any of the drugs routinely used to treat tuberculosis infections . making it almost incurable.

SIMPHIWE SITHOLE : I don’t want to lie. I did not do everything properly. I used to skip taking my pills. When I wanted to go and have fun with my friends, I never took my pills because I knew we were going to drink and dance. I only have myself to blame for getting XDR.

Those with XDR TB may never achieve negative test results, and could literally face a lifetime in the hospital. About half these patients are dying, but if they are also HIV positive, their chances of survival are less than 20 %.

Fear is driving the disease underground, so that some never go to the clinic to be diagnosed. It’s how XDR-TB is spreading.

SIMPHIWE SITHOLE: I was scared because people were telling me that I would die if I came here and diagnosed with XDR. I decided not come to the clinic. I ran away from nurses when they were looking for me.

Gciniswa Madodonke is resistant to 5 of the 6 anti-TB drugs available. Like more than half of all XDR TB patients, she had never been treated for tuberculosis before. So it is likely she contracted the disease from people who already had the drug resistant strain.

GCINISWA MADODONKE: It’s up and down in terms of the results. It’s a very difficult disease to treat. The TB germ it is clever in your body. When you find a way to get rid of it, it somehow finds a way to attack your immune system again. It becomes immune to what you were giving it.

After being in hospital for over 2 years, there’s been little change in her condition.. but she hasn’t given up hope.


When I get out of here I’m going to get fat. I’m going to go to every restaurant I’m going to go to every advert that I’ve seen on TV. I’m going to sit down and eat every kind of food that I’ve ever dreamed of. I’m going to get really fat.

This is King George Hospital in Kwa-Zulu Natal. The province’s worst cases of drug resistant TB end up in these wards.

A recent study in KZN showed that health care workers were six times more likely to get drug resistant TB than the general public.

DR IQBAL MASTER: The pool of MDR and XDR patients in the community has increased, so we are getting more and more patients. So probably, the risk is greater because the exposure has increased.

The twin epidemics of TB and HIV form a deadly combination. With weakened immune systems, TB is the biggest killer of people living with HIV.

Yet many health workers are reluctant to reveal their HIV status fearing stigma or losing their jobs. So.. they endanger their own health by working in wards with TB patients.

DR IQBAL MASTER: There are definitely more health care workers that are immune compromised, so more of them are picking up TB and drug resistant TB. So, I think it is important for more of them to be screened, to be offered VCT HIV testing and ARV therapy. So, that would probably reduce the instances of Health care workers getting TB.

Poor infection control and shortages of protective masks are largely to blame.

Lindokuhle Mhlongo is a staff nurse from Hlabisa Hospital. First, he got abdominal TB and then this mutated into multi-drug resistant TB.

LINDOKHULE MHLONGO: I am sure I got form work because there was no one at home who is suffering from TB.

He worked in the Outpatients Department, screening people who were coughing, for TB. He often didn’t know whether they were carrying the drug resistant strain.

LINDOKHULE MHLONGO: It’s because of the way we worked. When we were working, we would sometimes run out of masks, but we would still continue treating the patients. I think that is what put me in a lot of danger, plus the overcrowding in the wards.

In 2006, the Church of Scotland Hospital in Tugela Ferry was at the centre of an outbreak of XDR TB. Today it’s internationally recognized for its successful handling of TB cases.

DR TONY MOLL: In the early days of the MDR XDR epidemic, when we really had a true outbreak and huge numbers, we know that we had hospital transmission taking place. During those years we lost 8 staff members. 4 died of MDR and 4 died of XDR. That was terrible. These were our colleagues, friends. And the impact on the hospital when we heard of another death, it was quite scary, and really created a gloom and depression across the hospital.

A major problem they had to overcome was getting people identified with drug resistant TB on treatment quickly.. to prevent them from infecting others. But the referral hospitals didn’t have enough space, so patients had to stay at home or in their communities until they could be admitted. .

DR TONY MOLL: We were identifying MDR patients and we would call our central referral hospital in Durban and say we’ve got a new MDR patient can they come across to start treatment and we would get the answer sorry our beds are full. There’s nothing we can do you know. Keep the guy there and try again in 2 weeks time.

These backlogs meant the hospital had to look for alternatives to start their patients on treatment sooner.

DR TONY MOLL: We were forced to send our patients back home. And to build a programme that would support the patients in the community, at home. And to create a safe environment for that patient and his family and relatives, in such a way that he would not be transmitting MDR TB into the community.

Today, patients are admitted to hospital only until they’re no longer infectious. Then they can go home.. freeing up space for the next person. Nurses now bring the treatment to them.

DR TONY MOLL: So once your patient was put on treatment, taught cough etiquette and understood the basics of protecting his family, there is almost no transmission taking place after that.

They’ve also made changes to improve infection control at the hospital, the most important of which is better ventilation.

DR TONY MOLL: This is absolutely perfect as a waiting area. Because it is outside we don’t have walls on the side of the waiting area preventing air exchange. You’ve got your natural ventilation taking place. Somebody coughing TB over here, that cough will be almost instantaneously diluted into air, making it quite safe for people sitting close to him.

Early diagnosis of the disease has made a huge difference in curbing the spread of infection. So at the entrance to the Outpatients Department, nurses screen nearly 200 patients a day for symptoms of TB.

DR TONY MOLL: And in such a way they will screen patients. By identifying somebody who is a suspect, they will fast track that patient so they don’t have to sit in the queues here and they will get preference to see the doctor. Get sorted out.

Overcrowding is still their biggest problem. This is the TB ward. 35 patients with MDR and XDR-TB are crammed in here.

They’ve installed fans and air ducts to dilute the spread of bacteria.

DR TONY MOLL: There is lovely cross ventilation here. You’ve probably got about 20% of your floor space with windows on the side, which a good measure. There’s cross ventilation, air moving through. You can feel it on the side of your face. That’s very reassuring. We are probably achieving nearly 50 air exchanges per hour in this room, which is safe and reassuring for our patients, should there be 1 or 2 here that are coughing and still infected.

It seems to be working. Their number of drug resistant cases have halved from an average of 30 a month in 2007 to around 12 or 13 today.

But although infection control is improving staff still fear another outbreak.

DR IQBAL MATER: Staff to a certain extent fear picking up drug resistant TB, so staff leave and we don’t seem to be able to recruit more staff. Doctors don’t seem to want to work with drug resistant TB

Original date published: 23 March 2010

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Minority Urged to Apologise

Posted in Crime, south africa, south african crime, South African Politics with tags , , , on August 25, 2009 by Donnette E Davis

This post will no doubt offend a lof of people, that is not my intention.  My intention for posting this which is – and I state this BOLDLY – a QUOTATION from a Leading South African Newspaper, is to really to illustrate the disenchantment, discontent and general mayhem that is being experienced by so many people in Africa in general, not just the Minority Groups but by South Africans as a whole.

I DID NOT WRITE this article, I merely identified with a lot of what is contained in it, I hasten to add that it may offend some people and if you think you may be offended please DO NOT read the article… Quoting this article does not necessarily mean that I endorse everything stated within.

This was a reply to an article published in the Natal Mercury (Durban) where it was requested and urged by the “previously disadvantaged” majority of South Africa that the “previously advantaged” minority apologise for apartheid ~ “it’s not too late for the previously advantaged (including  Caucasians, Indians and Coloureds) to apologize for apartheid.

The main headline stated the following:

It’s not too late to say sorry for Apartheid.………… (Click link to read article)

This is an email that was sent responding tothe headline and has been published within various forums and websites.

‘To the Previously Disadvantaged’

We are sorry that our ancestors were intelligent, advanced anddaring enough to explore the wild oceans to discover new countriesand develop them.

We are sorry that those who came before us took you out of thebush and taught you that there was more to life than beating drums,killing each other and chasing animals with sticks and stones.

We are sorry that they planned, funded and developed roads,towns, mines, factories, airports and harbours, all of which you nowclaim to be your long deprived inheritance giving you every right tochange and rename these at your discretion.

We are sorry that our parents taught us the value of small butstrong families, to not breed like rabbits and end up as underfed,diseased, illiterate shack dwellers living in poverty.

We are sorry that when the evil apartheid government providedyou with schools, you decided they’d look better without windowsor in piles of ashes.

We happily gave up those bad days of getting spanked in our allwhite Schools for doing something wrong, and much prefer thesedays of freedom where problems can be resolved with knives and guns.

We are sorry that it is hard to shake off the bitterness of thepast when you keep on raping, torturing and killing our friends andfamily members, and then hide behind the fence of ‘human rights’with smiles on your faces.

We are sorry that we do not trust the government… We have noreason to be so suspicious because none of these poor “hard workingintellectuals” have ever been involved in any form of “corruption or irregularities”.

We are sorry that we do not trust the police force and, eventhough they have openly admitted that they have lost the war against crimeand criminals, we should not be negative and just ignore theircorruption and carry on hoping for the best.

We are sorry that it is more important to you to have players ofcolour in our national teams than winning games and promoting patriotism.

We know that sponsorship doesn’t depend on a team’s success.

We are sorry that our border posts have been flung open and nowleft you competing for jobs against illegal immigrants from our beautiful neighbouring countries.

All of them countries that have grown into economic powerhouses after kicking out the ‘settlers’.

We are sorry that we don’t believe in witchcraft, beetroot (cure for Aids ~>Dr Beetroot Minister of Health)  and garlic cures (President JZ) , urinating on street corners, virginity testing, slaughtering of bulls in our back yards, trading women for cattle and other barbaric practices.

Maybe we just grew up differently.

We are sorry that your medical care, water supplies, roads,railways and electricity supplies are going down the toilet because skilled people who could have planned for and resolved these issueshad to be thrown away because they were of the wrong ethnic background and now have to work in foreign countries where their skills are highly appreciated.

We are so sorry that we’d like this country to fulfill its potential so we can once again be proud South Africans.

The ‘Previously Advantaged’

PS In the old regime… we had lights and water

The Lambeth Walk: South Africa: Racism in Reverse

Posted in africa, Apartheid, Crime, Human Rights, Human Rights Campaigns, Jacob Zuma, life, Nelson mandela, rainbow nation, south africa, south african crime, south african education, South African Politics, The Lambeth Walk Earl Cromer with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 13, 2009 by Donnette E Davis

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An exceptionally amazing, astute and unafraid human being is

The Venerable 1st Earl of Cromer ~A student of history and politics, former teaching assistant, sometimes writer, English patriot and unashamedly ‘Eurocentric’. A fan of truth, of our ancient liberties, of Western Civilisation – determined to defend them all in any way, at any cost.
He reports and analyses in depth the happenngs around the world related to violence, racism, immigration and so much more.  It is always a pleasure to read his posts, albeit that they are very often – more often than not – horribly disturbing.
On South Africa he has a number of really interesting posts that have got lost by the international media along the way of covering up the very serious problems in Suth Africa.  We of course, being South Africans, remember the incidents well, despite them being a few of hundreds of thousands of similar incidents.
(this relates to the ongoing farm murders, every one of us has been or know a victim or two)
My personal favourite is
and here I need to quote from Earl:
To me, Jacob Zuma sums up pretty much everything that is wrong with modern South Africa. Crime, corruption, tribalism, ‘big man’ syndrome and the idea that poverty is pretty much an excuse for anything.

Because, in all honesty, South Africa has not ‘come a long way in 15 years’. It has actually fallen a long way in that time in almost every conceivable sense and is now to all intents and purposes a Third World country (and no, I’m not necessarily defending apartheid).

What South Africa deserves is a president who does not subscribe to primitive beliefs about ‘not leaving a woman in heat’. What it deserves is a president who did not take campaign funds from Colonel Gaddafi, and did not have over 700 corruption, fraud, racketeering and tax evasion charges against him dropped due to ‘political interference’ (in the words of the National Prosecution Agency).

The idea that garnering Nelson Mandela’s support makes him a benevolent candidate is patent nonsense. Mandela himself is no saint, and as far as I can tell Zuma represents what many always felt the ANC should be about. His election anthem, ‘bring me my machine gun’, might be a warning, surely?

What of Zuma’s background itself? Until a few years ago, he was an unashamed Communist. During the apartheid years he led the intelligence section of the ANC’s feared armed wing, ‘Spear of the Nation’.

He’s an unashamed polygamist with four wives and up to twenty children.

Yet still he feels qualified to pontificate to the voters about various issues. How can his views on the violent crime and corruption which blights the country be taken seriously? He has a rape charge (quashed in court) on his record, plus the aforementioned corruption charges (783, to be exact).

Overpopulation, unsustainable families and promiscuity are also huge problems, fuelling not only poverty but the AIDS crisis – again, how can he judge? It is the purest hypocrisy.

In a just society, Zuma would be in prison, not presidential office.

Peter Hitchens wrote an excellent article on the subject which was published on the 22nd April. I would urge anyone who wants a clearer understanding of these issues and how potentially dangerous Zuma is to read it.

As Hitchens points out, the world was too busy hailing Mandela as a saint to intervene or pay any special attention to South Africa when it might have mattered – Zuma is just a bump on the slope of the country’s decline, aided and abetted by smug liberal Westerners.

As Zuma was being lauded, despite the ANC losing the super-majority it needed if it wished to change the constitution, it was business as usual for the ordinary people of South Africa.

I’ve written here before about the ‘Plaasmoorde’, the spate of farm attacks that have killed over 3,000 white farmers since the end of apartheid.

However, this total does not include urban crime – some estimate that between 7,000 and 9,000 white South Africans may have been killed by this crime spree, many raped or brutally tortured to death even when little is stolen.

On Saturday, a gang carjacked 5 teenage girls in Germiston. If it was not for the fact that two of the girls were highly skilled in martial arts, the situation could have been far worse than a broken nose and an injured foot between them:

Five teenage girls in a car may appear to be a soft target for would-be hijackers – but not if two of them are highly skilled martial artists.

On Wednesday night, Niccie Grobelar, 17, her sister Joanne, 16, and three of their friends Marlecia Marais, 18 and twins Estie and Simone de Kock, 18 – had planned a girls’ night out at a nightclub in Germiston.

The five went to collect other friends a few streets away.

When they arrived in Lambton Street, Estie – who was driving the two-door Ford Fiesta – said four men attacked them.

“I had just got out of the car and was unlocking the front seat so that my friends could climb out when they pounced on us. “Four of the girls were already out of the car and one was still in the back.

The girls claim two of their assailants pushed two of them to the pavement while the other two went for the Grobelar sisters.”One of them came to me and aggressively demanded the keys. I refused to hand the keys and we wrestled,” Niccie said.

What the hijacker didn’t count on was that Niccie was South Africa’s under-17 martial arts champion last year.

Nor did his accomplice realise that Niccie’s sister, Joanne, is also trained in martial arts. “My dad taught us martial arts, so we gave them a serious hiding,” Niccie said.

Had it not been for a gun, the two girls believe they would have been able to fight off the hijackers. As the men drove off, Niccie charged at them and grabbed onto the driver.

She hung on for about 300m before losing her grip when a wheel went over one of her feet. “I fell onto the road and rolled several times, and ended on the pavement.”

In the meantime, 400m from where Niccie had fallen, the hijackers stopped to let the fifth girl out of the backseat before making off with the vehicle.

Niccie was taken to Netcare’s Union Hospital in Alberton.

Surgeon Dr M Somwe said the teenager was scheduled for surgery to reconstruct her nose, which had been broken in five places.

He said Niccie’s foot, which had torn ligaments, was to be assessed to determine whether it could be operated on.

Meanwhile, Germiston police said the vehicle had a satellite tracking device and had been traced to Natalspruit. There had been no arrests.

Sadly, such things are the tip of an iceberg – but I’m not sure that Mr Zuma is quite the man to stop it.

Far from ending South Africa’s tragic slide into Third World obscurity, I imagine he will help speed it up.

Let’s just pray that all those in danger are able to pack for Perth sooner rather than later.

Still want to visit the Rainbow Nation, this beautiful country that is portrayed to the world as advancing, safe and progressive?  I think not. There is nothing in these reports that is incorrect.

South Africa : The Old & The New Gr 3-5

Posted in africa, Books at Lulu, critical thinking skills for kids, early childhood learning, ebooks, home education, Homeschooling, kids education, phonics for children, south africa, special offers, st aiden's home school, Teaching Resources, Unit Studies with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 14, 2008 by Donnette E Davis

An Activity Book Curriculum Based for Grades 3 to 5 on South Africa. This is BY NO MEANS JUST A COLOURING BOOK. It is purely educational and covers educational curricula and information. Whilst the design and questions and activities have been designed by myself it is with professional guidance and the assistance of many hours of research from my beloved books.

I have incorporated fun activities, colouring, questionaires, multiple choice, notebooking pages and more on inter alia the following:

Leaders : Old and New
Flag : Old and New
National Emblems
Coat of Arms : Old and New
Languages – all official languages
(new Provinces & the 4 Old Provinces
Flag Activities
Design Your own Coat of Arms
Design Your Own Flag
The Big 5
National Monuments, Places of Interest & National Heritage Sites

These are but a few of the interesting and colourful sections in this book, which IS South African curriculum based (I found this out belatedly)… A MUST for any homeschooling family or teacher/educator who is involved in apprising his or her learners of the Old and the New South Africa.

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