Wednesday 25 March 2015

new generation motivator

I call myself the "Voice of society" because I think my way of thinking could change the world for the greater good.this society we live in today is cruel...and I mostly blame technology.Why do we record people getting beat up in fights instead of breaking it up? Why must you have a lot of money to even be consider important to anybody. Why do we cyber bully/ humiliate people on social media. Something's gotta give... We have to think positive and don't ever do things because many people do the exact thing, It's important that we raise our next generation of daughters to know the meaning of class and respect. Teach them to have kids of their own AFTER they finish school and have a good job. And teach them to settle for a man that will love them and worship the ground they walk on. I thank everyone who visit AARON TRIDDER MOTHOTOANA's Blog

Monday 23 March 2015

CAREER ADVICES

You don't know what you want to be? #try aaron tridder, to get better answers Some people are lucky and it seems that they’ve simply known what they wanted to be since they were little. And then they follow through. But for others it’s a little more difficult to figure out what they want to be. Maybe you’re one of them. If so, work through the questions below and hopefully they’ll help you figure out which career path you want to follow: Is there something, or a couple of things that you are really good at; a talent you have that outshines everyone else?   Are there tasks you actually enjoy doing span or sgela?   Do you remember the last time you were asked to do something and you took it to the next level; delivering much more than what was required? What was it?   What do your friends and family tell you you’re good at? Maybe you throw down in the kitchen, or you’re really good with kids?   What do you believe in?   Are there jobs out there that you wish you were doing; jobs that you’ve heard about that you wish you could lay your hands on?   Do you have a dream job? It’s not always easy to know what your calling is, or whether or not you should follow it. Do you know what you want to be? How did you figure it out? Got a better answers? Than you smarter than before, email me your answers here: aarontridder@ymail.com Or comment with your answers# your name

Tuesday 17 March 2015

MY FRIENDSHIP STORY

My Friendship Story BY:AARON ŦŔĪDDƐŔ™ My friendship story. I am here to tell you my story. I met my friend *MDU in class grade 10. When I first saw him I thought he was very arrogant. I am speaking frankly. At that time I had a friend named Cosmas but he was not my best friend. We were just friends. Then slowly one day I started talking with Mdu. I understood that he was not bad at all. he was good and very sweet. My first impression was wrong. We slowly became friends. By the end of my class grade 10, comsas and I had a fight with mdu. When that happened, he was really crying. We knew that it was all acting. he was not at all serious with our friendship. he wanted us to be his friends just for her own needs. Then in class grade 11, on the first day, he was not talking to us. At that time, mdu i and became best friends. After a while, some days cosmas said many things about mdu and I believed him. I started talking with him more than mdu. Over time, I was the one behaving very arrogantly with him just because Cosmas said those things to me. One in in class grade 11 we were in the computer lab and we were four best friends, me, #cosmas, mdu and samuel. It wasn't long that all three of the other friends started behaving strangly with me. Sure, they were talking with me but Im was always alone ost of the time and the three of them were they three together. I thought that they didn't think of me as their friend anymore. I thought Cosmas as my bestest friend but one day we had a group of friends in the class and we were going to play snooker. One boy of our group called me and mdu because we were sitting very apart from them. Cosmas said that he had a pain in his leg so he would not be able to adjust and there was only one seat empty there so I told samuel to go. Cosmas said to the people of the group that if I come then he wont play. I didn't hear that directly but one girl sitting beside me heard that. I was upset while sitting in the last bench but none of my friendscame to be in my side No one of my group would to talk to me. It made me very sad. Then in class grade 11 it was the friendship day. Since no one was my friend I bought friendship band for all my former friends and I was crying seeing my bands that I bought and bands of the last year that my friends gave me. I don't know what happened that day. I think that day God helped me. That day all my friends started talking with me again. They also gave me friendship bands. I had tears of joy in my eyes. I was very happy. Gradually Cosmas became very bad and started telling everybody of the group negative things about other people. Her aim was to be the leader but she was not successful. We all stopped talking with him. Me and my friend mdu became best friends. I don't know exactly how,, but yes we became best friends. Now, we are in class grade 12 and cosmas is always sitting alone. When we all play, talk and laugh he gets jealous. It is said that if someone is a true friend that it will go and come again and if they wont come back again we should take that as person was not our true friend. The same thing happened with me and samuel and now we always talk happily and share everything. he is my best friend. You should also know that when I was writing this story I had tears in my eyes thinking about my past. Your best author: AARON MOTHOTOANA ŦŔĪDDƐŔ™

BOHLOKWA BJA BOPHELO

Bohlokwa ba bophelo ke GE o tseba ntho eo, o e nyakang GE oe humana bophelong gore o phela ga bononlo bophelong. Ga-ntsi batho ba sa qeteng dikolong ga bana bokamoso, ba bang fela sana bodulo maphelong a bona. Thuto ke ntho ya bohlokwa bophelong, gobane ke se notlolo sa bakamoso ba bophelo. Ntle le thuto ga o selo bophelong, gobane le batho ga ba bone ka letho bophelong, le hlompho ya hlompho ga se ntho e leng gona moo. Gobane batho ba rata go phela Le batho ba nang le tsebo ya bophelo, le batho ba ikokobetsang. Boikokobetso ke ntho ya bohlokwa bophelong gobane dintho ga o di dira o tshwanetse o be le tsebo ka yona ntho eo nyakang e bohlokwa bophelo. Batho gantsi ba fela ba le tjhankaneng empa a se selo e lelwang bophelong fela ba ese ka maikutlo a madi mabe a batho maphelong a bona. Go sebedisane le setshaba go bohlokwa, o ka humana dintho tse bohlokwa ka setshaba sa geno. Le wena o le motho o humana tsebo gore ntho tse bohlokwa mo kang moo bophelong ba gao. Go bonolo go thusana le setshaba bophelong ba gape,go ba motho ya rategang ka nako tsohle le gare ga lapeng la geno goba le sereti moo le setshabang sa geno. Ditlamorago tsa bophelo ke moo o sa humana ntho eo e sa humanwa ke ntho ele bohlokwa, e tshwanang le mmereko, univesity, dimaraka tsa motiriki, ntho tsa ka ketsa mothto o a phelang bophelo bo bonolo lefaseng. Go bohlokwa gore go tseba dintho tsa bophelo ka tsela ya maleba. Ditlamorao tsa Thuto moo bophelo bo leng bothata moo batswadi ba se na tshelete ya go-go isha sekolong, ba sa kgone go rekela dilo tsa sekolong goba batswadi ba hlokofetse. Batswadi ba rena ke batho ba ilego ba hlaishiwa setshabeng ka nako ya bona gore ba humana monyetla ya go ya sekolong. REBOTSE GORE ONA-GANA BJANG KA TAODISHO YE. email. (Aaron mothotoana) Aarontridder@ymailcom

Monday 16 March 2015

AARON TRIDDER (high school story)

MY GRADE 12 STORY AT (MASEALAMA SECONDARY SCHOOL) I am grade 12 student who has just recently graduated. You might call me accomplished, and in a way, I am, but not in the way you’d think. 12 years of pouring over text books and being lined up to be judged in front of my peers has not made me any more intelligent. I can tell you the first 45 digits of Pi and I can explain to you the difference between an acid and a base, I can recite the Pythagorean Theorem in my sleep, I will recite lines out of a textbook like they are a religion. But I cannot tell you the value of security, or of kindness. The distinct contrast between personal health and personal gain. I can tell you in grade 10 four of my classmates attempted to take their own lives before finals. I can tell you our counsellors office is always booked. I can tell you how when I didn’t understand something in AP Chemistry my teacher asked me to leave if I could not participate in his class. I merely asked him to explain a question. Instead of doing his job and teaching, he told me to leave. Told me I was not good enough to be there. Mistakes are viewed as failure in these hallways. A wrong answer is a sin you must atone to, not a human error, but a flaw so grand it defines your entire life course. There is no “average” here. We all must exceed expectations. Do your parents know that a grade that is considered average is a “C”? When I got a C in fourth grade my parents grounded me for a month. They said I was lazy and stupid and incompetent and that I’d better smarten up and stop fooling around. I never fooled around. I am driven by a deep need to impress others. I never fool around. I worked and worked and worked, with a deep hollow of anxiety in my chest. I have never been good at History, but I worked and worked and I attained at best a low B. It was not good enough. It is not said but we are expected to put our education before our personal health. It is not asked of us, but it is what we must do to achieve what we are asked to achieve. Our teachers will tell you, “Oh, I only give them one hour of homework each night.” Which is essentially true, each of my five teachers only gives me one to two hours of homework each night. Hmm, that adds up to 5-10 hours of homework, and overdue classwork, and projects. Say goodbye to sleep, say goodbye to feeling calm. I’ve developed a deep rooted anxiety disorder due to school and perfectionistic tendencies. Even when you get 100 percent on an assignment they still criticise you, it is never good enough. One slip, and you are in deep deep trouble. I can tell you that 90 percent of us try our hardest, and our teachers and parents stand in the sidelines, screaming, “You can do better than that!”" — Why I say our education system is flawed (because south african policy is killing us) they have to be more academic schools,also technicon school, because we will never be the same, we all intelligent but we're not intelligent the same, some of us can fix cellphones,others can fix cars or electronics....that's good example..you're not a failure until God says you are!! All teenagers are important because in five years to come, they will be the one who role us...and south africa need good leaders... Visit my blogs.. (Aarontridder.blog.com) or (http://aarontridder.wordpress.com) THANK YOU From: Aaron mothotoana ŦŔĪDDƐŔ™

AARON TRIDDER: I LOVE MY HOME.

AARON MOTHOTOANA FEATURED Community – I love my home: It’s the best! I grew up in a small village called MOshate GA-mamabolo in Limpopo....