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Most people tend to see offenders as a big, homogenous group – all the same. But our experience of being in Pollsmoor has shown us that this couldn’t be further from the truth. The young men that we meet in Pollsmoor all have such strong, distinct characters beneath the often similar exteriors that they show to the world. Each one of them has such different skills, talents and charms. In creating this issue we wanted to explore issues of identity and self-expression. We wanted them to start thinking about what makes them all unique and also show people (and often even themselves) what they are each capable of. You will notice that the quality of the work in this magazine has improved greatly from the previous issues. We spent a lot of time preparing before we embarked on any of the projects and they really put such great care and detail into each work. Their focus was impressive and most of the pieces took weeks to complete. This is reflected in the high standard of the work that they have created.... a real reflection of who they are and an example of what they are capable of when given the right guidance and support. In many cases, they even impressed themselves. Unaware of their own hidden talents, they beamed with pride at the amazing work that they produced. Their self-esteem moving up a notch or two. Hopefully wondering “what other great things can I do, that I am not even aware of yet?”. We were very lucky to be joined by Swarmi Pragyamurti for a yoga lesson this term and were inspired to share some of the things we learnt from her in the health section. We have included a pose that we learnt as well as some of the guy’s reflections on the experience. We hope that when you look through this magazine, you will get a sense of the amazing individuals who we take great pleasure in working with. Listen to their voices and take a look into their hearts. By Clinton Osbourn and Julia Merrett, YIP program facilitators.

Contributions: Mthetheleli Thabang Ralph Ashwin Riyaad Vuyani Bulelani Aubrey Mornay Mosewu Max Camieldiene Luthando Fezekile Tsepo Curtis Donovan Mzimkhulu Denzil Sindile Lizo Xavier

059 - 080 - NPO 41 Salt River Road Salt River Community House Tel: 021 448 5275 Email: Chengetai@younginprison.org

It’s not easy to express your individuality when you are in prison. In fact, it’s often not very safe to do so. It’s so much easier to try and blend in with the group... speak like everyone else. Act like everyone else. Dressed like everyone else, you probably even start to think like everyone else... never voice your true opinion and most certainly not showing what you are feeling.

Self Portraits p1

Poetryp 21

Writing Q&A

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Health - Yoga p 20

COAT OF ARMS p 14

Puzzles p 27

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YiP Staff

Facilitators / Youth workers

Magazine Design

Tarisai Mchuchu-Ratshidi: Director Deon Engelbrecht: Post-Release Coordinator Chengetai Maruziva: Project Coordinator Sander Timmermans: Intern Tarek Slimani: Intern

Clinton Osbourn Julia Merrett Nkosinathi Buyana Andile Appolis

Meghan Judge

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Who cared for me? My mother is a special person. That I have a special place in my heart for her. A person who always care for me. A person who is always there for me where ever I am. I can say that I am proud of my mother. She is my star. She always knows what she wants. She always follows what she thinks. It’s good for her life. She always cares about her children. She is the best mom I ever have in my life. If I was a girl I could say she is my role model but the problem is I’m a man. I respect my mother because my mother teach me about the respect. Now I can look after myself, because of my mother. I have dreams about my mother. I will never forget the things that my mother did for me ever since I was born. She carry for me until now. I would like to show her when I get older how proud I am to have her in my life.

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insideout | writing

By Luthando My mother is very hardworking; she works on weekends and even on public holidays. She loves us very much, but she doesn’t always show it. Whenever I’m in trouble with the law, and end up in prison, she doesn’t come and bail me out immediately, she always let me stay for a month, than she will come and bail me, I think she wants me to feel how it feels when you are in prison. Now that I’m in prison, she comes and visits me a lot, and whatever I do I’m still her son. I love her very much. By Curtis I was 5 years old and I was living with my grandparents. I never knew my parents because they were never there. So I was going to school and stuff on the age of 12. In grade 8 I was kind of asking my grandma where my mommy is. She told me: “My son I don’t really know but I think I have a clue by asking others

if they know where she could be staying.” So we asked a few of my aunts and we found out that she was staying at one of my aunts’ places for a while. So I wanted to go and see her but my grandma didn’t think it was such a good idea. She was telling me that I shouldn’t go to her but I refused because I wanted to see her. Because she is my mom and for a year only I got to go to her only on weekends. And so I passed grade 8 school and I’ve gone to high school. I was very confused because my mom couldn’t even ask my granny for me to be with her for the christmas holiday. So I decided to go on my own. So I ran away from home to go and stay with my mom but when I came there where she was she wasn’t staying there anymore. I decided to go to my aunt. We asked my granny if I could stay here. She said yes. While i was living with my aunt I started to get involved with gangs. My aunt’s boy he was older than me and he was the gangleader. So I joined them and that is where I started doing drugs. That’s why I am here now. Thank you for listening to the story of my life. By Donovan

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insideout | writing When I was very young, about 3 years old, my mother and father started drinking and started to be beat me. I don’t even know why they hit me and one day a social worker came and took me to a children’s home. ‘Steinthal children’s home’ in Tulbagh, and it was there where I grow up. When I was 7 years old they sent me to foster parents that I didn’t even know. The place was called Alliwal Norter and there I stayed for about 1 year and then I ran away because they’re making fun of me. When I were 11 years old they took me to another foster parent and I fought alot there because when they asked me if I had parents they laughed at me. That was why I got angry and started fighting. When I was about 18 years old I always asked when my real parents were. And sometimes I got very aggressive and I wanted to fight with the careworkers and the securities. That’s why they sent me out of that place to other foster parents in Bloemfontein very far. After 2 years I went back to the social worker who said to me that they didn’t find my parents. One day I asked my foster parents for some money and then they sweared at me and then I ran away from home. That’s why I started breaking into houses in and stole people’s stuff. In 2006 they found me and sentenced me to 6 months imprisonment and now in 2010 they give me 3 years sentences is not to say I am proud of what I am doing. I made wrong choices in life. That’s why I want someone to help me stop breaking into houses please. By Ralph

First regret My friend and I started going to the same school and we used to have fun. After 20 years I committed a crime and I ended up in jail. One day a friend comes to me while we were having a break. The sun was shining and I was sitting in a chair enjoying this cool day. He said someone took his pants who doesn’t want to bring it back. My friend is too angry. He starts

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to cry. I known him for a long time, so I decided to go take the pants on my own. I came towards the person and I hit him. I did it to impress my friend, to make him feel better because it was the first time I saw him crying. That thing created a conflict for me and it made me feel guilty. I didn’t have any problems with this guy before, and I can’t face him because it makes me feel so small. What I want to do is go to that guy and tell him how I feel and to apologise to him. To create a friendship to make things fine. By Bulelani Me and my friends were smoking in the back yard of our house, my mother caught us and chased my friends to their homes, she send me inside and said that she was going to tell my dad as soon as he was coming from work. He arrived, she told him and he beat the hell out of me. I got worse, I started to smoke marijuana (Dagga) I wanted to be a Rastafarian, on Fridays I was hanging out at the Rastafarian gigs ( Dance), I went home late in the evenings. I later began to use tik (Meth) and robbing people. I ended up in prison and life was difficult, by the look of things, people thought that I was the cause that my younger brother was also using drugs. When I was released, people were looking at me funny, and my mom was excusing me of being the cause that my younger brother was also using drugs, she said that the two of us were smoking all along. By Aubrey It happened in my mother’s house. It was warm, nice, good, sad, fun, entertainment, sometimes bad, clean, wonderful, look good, enjoyment, beautiful, discipline, cloudy day, lots of people, friends, girls, smoking tik, doing wrong, doing good, going out having fun, feel mad, it was day, decided, convicted.

insideout | writing By Denzil

Aubrey

It was me and my friend and my girlfriends having fun doing wrong and smoking tik in my mother’s house and having sex on my mother’s bed and playing music. There was one of my best friends whom I tell everything I do or gonna do. And my girlfriend, I really love and care for her. But my friend was just using me instead of being a friend with me. I was 19 years old. I didn’t know what I wanted to be in life. I was with them because I don’t want to feel out. Lost a lot of money and did a lot of drugs but always stole my mother’s heart by cleaning the backyard. Fighting with my dad and trying to be in control not out of control. Every day I go to work and make money. First I was drunk then after a while my friend came with half a gram of tik. That was the year 2002. I started doing drugs, smoking weed with my friends and started dating girls. It felt very good . Men who tells me drugs are good they lie. Because people who do drugs always lie the first is a lie. I feel very ashamed about it and sad when I think of it. Our pastor did always tell me don’t do drugs and don’t smoke. I wanted to stop but I can’t. It was very hard. My mother always told me you are going to end up in prison but I didn’t hear what she wanted to tell me. Right now in prison I’m thinking about working on my life when I go out. Not doing the same mistakes again and live a normal life, get a good girlfriend and start a relationship and life my life. Do a good word, make a child and become a parent.

The first time I did smoke behind out house my mother caught me and hit me. I became worse, I began to smoke dagga and they didn’t know I was smoking dagga. I came late in the house and ate two mutts. My eyes were red and they knew there was something I used. They started to know I smoked dagga and they shouted at me. They left me and I saw they’d do me nothing. Then I heard about tik. Because I work in the night there is something there is something to keep me awake. I used tik and then I started to steal at our house. My mother chased me away from the house and I slept by my friends. I started robbing and when I robbed people the police caught me. Now I see myself in prison. It was hard for me because it was my first time in prison in 2002. No one of my friends came to see me when I was here. Then I said to myself I don’t have friends anymore. When I came out they came like wild animals, thin from tik.

first time in prison You come from court, they tell you you’re going to prison, Pollsmoor. Then you wait for the truck called “umgomo”, the police truck that takes you from court to prison. Inside the truck you will be mixed with people that come from Pollsmoor to attend their cases, they will be “itsizwa”, given long dates to come back to court, full of stress. Maybe they brought things with to smoke. They will tell you to up it inside your stomach, if you refuse you will be stabbed and beaten. When you arrive in Pollsmoor the members there will tell you to squat. You take all your clothes off, you go down and up like a frog x 4. When you finish you get your supper – six slices of bread. Then the members take you to the room called “Hoferkamer”, courtroom. You will sleep one day in that room. There are 2 rooms - Franskamer and Ouenskamer but because you have ouens things in your stomach, when the members ask who’s Frans and who Ouens, the Ouens will say you are an Ouens, not a Frans so that you will be put in one room with them. Inside

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insideout | writing the room you will be told to go to the toilet to get it out. If it doesn’t come out they give you water with soap or many slices of bread. Then they will get place to sleep for you. They take prison blankets and double it up on the floor. All the new people sleep together but they don’t sleep quietly because every time you try to sleep they call you to take something to someone in the other room or to throw a spin to another room and send something with a spin. By Mzimkhulu The first day I come to prison I was very scared because my friends was prison gangsters and I was a Frans and they told me that in prison, men use men. They told me that when you don’t have a place in prison, you have to take a man. So I said to them that they must be there for me. They said, “You don’t have a place in prison.”, so I said I will go Sun Down (become a Frans of no. 28’s gang). Then they told me they are playing with me but I was still scared. When I come in the room, the people were all full of tattoos and they asked me, “Who are you?”, and I said that I am Thabang. They slapped me and I wanted to fight but my friends tell me, “You mustn’t fight.” So I said, “but he slapped me!” and my friends said, “You are a Frans and he is an ndodad.” My friend said, “he is a Frans and I am a 28”, so the guy said, “he

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is a Frans from Sun Down and he is like that, tell him this is not his mother’s house, this is prison”. The guy did not like me and he made me do his laundry and clean the room and the toilet for a month. Months past and I have think that if I don’t go out of this room I will be happy, but I have got a sentence of 4 years and I had to go to the sentenced room. I stayed for a month a Frans but in the second month I have become a shameful thing I don’t want people outside to become. I say so because when you are in there is no way out. Prison is not a place to become a prison gangster; prison is a place to start a new beginning. Please when you come to here don’t join gangs please. By Thabang

Ralph

Coming into Prison * Frans When you first come into prison and haven’t joined a prison gang yet * Ndodad (sic) Prison gangster

insideout | coat of arms

COAT of

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A coat of arms expresses what someone stands for. We created these as a way to tell people what we value. Each image, every colour and all the words have been chosen carefully to represent what they believe is important in life.

By Riyaad

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By Tsepo

By Sindile

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By Lizo

By Mzimkhulu

By Xavier

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By Ashwin

By Camieldene

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By Luthando

By Mthetheleli

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By Fezekile

insideout | health

Begin just by becoming aware of the in-breath and the out breath. Then breathe in a heavy breathe and be aware that you are breathing in a heavy breath and breathe out a heavy breath and be aware that you are breathing out a heavy breath. Do this a few times.

Free / Gratis / Mahala!

Then breath in a gentle breath and breathe, aware your breathing in a gentle breath and out a gentle breath, aware you’re breathing out a gentle breath. Breathe in a short breath, out a short breath. Breath in a long breath, out a long breath. After doing each of these a couple of times, gradually make your breath long and gentle, long and refined. For the rest of this practice, attentively breathe in and out this long, refined breath. On this breath, breathe in all the joy you are capable of breathing in and breathe out all the joy you are capable of breathing out. Joy in and joy out. Do this for a few minutes. Then breathe in all the love you are capable of breathing in and all the love you are capable of breathing out. Love in and love out. Finally make the breath even more gentle, even longer and more penetrating and breathe in all the peace you’re capable of breathing in, and all the peace you are capable of breathing out. Peace in and peace out. As you do this you fill the room with peace. Fill your prison or neighbourhood with peace. Breathe peace for the whole city, for the whole world in which you live. This exercise is taken from a book called We’re all doing time by Bo Lozoff, which is full of interesting ways to use your time in prison to really work on improving yourself and your life. If you are in prison and would like to find out more you can write to the SevaUnite Prison Freedom Project at 22 Sawkins Road, Mowbray, Cape Town, 7700. Give them your name and address in prison and they will send you a copy absolutely free.

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HEALT

A good way of dealing with stresses and worries is to breathe. We are all breathing all the time but once you begin to realize the power that your breath has, you can use it to improve your life. Sound too simple? Well it is. Just give it a try and see for yourself. Below is a very basic exercise to get you started.

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Yoga by Curtis

When I came to yoga I didnâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;t know what yoga means. But when they told me what yoga means I feel very excited.

When I do yoga, I feel relief and it took the stress away. Yoga makes me feel alive, it makes me feel fit and it makes me feel strong. It makes my body feel loose and I feel healthy. It took my mind off other things and it took the time away. When we finished doing yoga they talked about their lives, and what we must do when we get out of prison. We finish with the programme and they give us books from yoga. Then we go back to our room. The yoga did make my day. And I was very tired. And thatâ&#x20AC;&#x2122;s all.

Yoga by Riyaad Yoga make you relief your stress. Yoga makes you feel releefid. Yoga makes your body feel loose. Yoga makes you feel less stresst out. Yoga makes you fizeo terepie. Yoga makes you fit, it is like stretches. Yoga makes your body xsesise. Yoga makes your immune system with simple stretches and practices.

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ALT Double Angle Pose

Techinique:

1. Stand with your feet a little apart and interlock your fingers behind your back. 2. Exhale and fold your spine forward and lift your arms up and above your head. Feel the stretch in the shoulders. Keep your legs strong and even. Breath freely in the pose for a few breaths. 3. Inhale and come back out of the pose.

Awareness: Feel the stretch to your shoulders, chest and the back of your legs. While holding the final position focus on relaxing and deepening the pose with your breath.

Benefits: This pose will open the chest and shoulders. Boosts the immunity.

insideout | poems

POEMS POEMS

POEMS I was raised by my father Who raised me like a soldier I was raised in Kayelitsha As I was raised I became a robber Because of the anger of being poor

They say tik is nice and you see things and think that you are crazy. Tokkies on the street corners The whole night You are beginning to feel uptight Like something is biting you but nothing bites You’re beginning to trip You love to gallop like a horse This starts working on your brains You’re thinking of a thing you want to do But when you get there you are talking Of something else and you forget a lot But when you look again you’re getting thoughts Of what is earlier been done The logical thing of tik is the trip and it eats your brain cells This is not right You can die or become crazy. By Mornay

The anger took me where I never thought I’d be Where is control Where I now have complains Where I now say Where I am caged like an animal that brings harm to everyone. That’s where my mind comes to realise That being a soldier is to fight for the poor being Is to become richer because I was raised feeling poor To come of solutions of not being poor That’s a meaning of being a soldier Looking forward to the future. How do I look forward to the future By wasting all the anger Fighting for the poor Start thinking like a soldier Have no complain Have my say. By Mzimkhulu

I am a lover boy I am a peace maker I don’t like to break people’s hearts I am not a heart breaker I am not like a tiger I can say I am like a sheep I am always following what people are doing But at the same time such things put me in prison Now prison is my love life I am in and out of jail Because of following other people now I am in prison By Luthando I wear my Nike takkies like a hiphop star I like my chicken more than a cigarette, a cigarette is good and bad. When I have a gun I feel strong like a fighting lion. But when a gun is pulled on me I feel scared, as scared as a mouse. A gun on the table is not a weapon but when you hold it in your hand it becomes a dirty weapon. Smoking tik, it’s like a devil is created inside you. It makes life different for you. It makes you feel like a hero. When I am the leader my voice carries weight Mboza! Jy voel soos n baas You’re on top but The responsibility is high. By Clayton

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I used to have dreams But those dreams were never fulfilled Today I woke in a place Where my life is stuck My rights are taken away My future has disappeared My eyes are covered with tears My heart is in pain My sorrows have surrounded My enemies are after me Hungry for my blood I’m dwelling in a bush of evil Oh lord saviour help me I am dying here. By Luthando

The dream I am a dreamer I dream of going outside I dream of my girlfriend I dream of beautiful things in life I dream of a beautiful house with me and my wife I dream of a beautiful car By Luthando SHARING EXERCISE Themba and I we are arrested for armed robbery Bonginkosi and I we were raised by fathers Luthando and I we have 4 siblings Lunga and I we like things that keep our minds busy like programmes and school Oliver and I we like showing Jacques and I we like listening Shane and I we like showing people right things and naughty things Nabeel and I we like communicating with people Aubrey and I we don’t like joining gangsters Ashwin and I we don’t have children Clayton and I we don’t have children

I am a poem I am my mother’s rose Every since you left me, mum Things have changed in my life I have been in prison I have suffered a lot of pain I have been thrown in heaven and hell To hell the most of the time I need you in my life mum To hold me, to love me I wish you were here for me If I had listened to your words But life goes on Please oh lord help me I am dying of my sins Grand me serenity to change The things I can’t change in my life I pray for one of these days I will be free No more been locked up So make the right choice in life I choose to quit crime It does not pay You only get ‘Dankie fola’ What about you? By Donovan

What we can do about life We have seen many things that are good But we have chosen the wrong things in life We have dreamt of working but poverty plays with many peoples minds Give us a change in life We have no money, no jobs what can we do about the problem Can God help us if we don’t help other people You give us many things to do But we wish for doors to open We smile when we feel good We cry for many things to be good We see the government killing us in many ways There is nothing we can do about it Crime is wrong and the government knows about many things that are about to happen in the world We think we know that everything is alright God knows what I know We have left school because we don’t have food to eat at home Can anyone help It is a pain in this life You say that we must go back to school but you don’t give us money to go back to school, School is cool and gives us tools By Mosewu

insideout | poems

This Room This room… here I live Here I breathe Here in this room I think and grow I step out sometimes But will always return Because here in this room, I know I am safe From pain And I can’t do wrong Or be soaked from the rain In this room I can smile and laugh And I feel like crying There’s no one there to tell me off This room… in it forever I cannot dwell But to damn, what the hell For now I guess my Sanctuary is okay, hiding away I know that from this room I will need to depart one day This room I owe my life to Because this room have changed My life, and when the outside world Hates me This room warmly embrace me By Max

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uestion

When I was 15 years old I met a girl. We did have a good relationship but one day there where two guys. I don’t know their names but we were staying in the same place. But at that day they grabbed her on her way to school. They robbed and raped her but she did not open a case on them. I cannot forget that day but I need advice to forgive them.

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Go and speak to a Social Worker about how you feel. It’s important to talk to someone about how you feel. Discuss with the girl how you feel about it. You can also confront these guys about what they did and tell them that you think it is wrong.

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My girlfriend is pregnant from me but I am in prison for 2 years. What can I do to support her now, and also let her know that I will support her when I come out so she doesn’t give up on me? I really want to tell her sorry for the times I was rude with her. Like when I was beating her for nothing because she was telling me about me having another girlfriend. I said no but it was true what she was telling me.

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Contact your parents and ask them if they can take some things like nappies to her. Call her and tell her that you are sorry about what you did and that you will support her when you get out. Write her letters so that she knows you are thinking about her. When you get out you must show her you are sorry by caring for her and the baby.

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When I was 18 years I met some friends and started doing drugs and crime. I eventually ended up in jail. I want to know what I can do to make sure I don’t carry on with this lifestyle when I leave and don’t come back to prison.

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You must find a rehab programme to help you get off drugs. Look for a support programme when you get outside, like the Young in Prison Post-Release Programme. You need to find a job so that you don’t have to steal.

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I have a friend who was arrested for two years because of his girlfriend. She was robbed and he killed them. He was arrested and while he was in jail his girlfriend was in a relationship with another guy. Then she got infected with HIV/AIDS. She told me about it, she is scared to tell her boyfriend that she has HIV/AIDS because she’s afraid that the relationship will end.

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You need to encourage the girl to tell him herself that she is HIV positive. You must speak to her about being responsible and if she really loves her boyfriend she must tell him. If she refuses to tell him then you should tell him because he is at great risk.

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I am a 22 year old guy. I write about my ‘girlfriend’. She is using drugs and she was about 3 times in the rehab but she is struggling with drugs and alcohol for 18 months now. I just want to ask, must I stay with her? The reason why I ask is because we have a small boy together. I want to give her another chance because I love her very much.

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Tell her that you don’t like what she is doing and her behaviour is hurting you. Warn her that the child can get taken away if she is not more responsible. Make sure that the child is being looked after and being cared for. Find out why she is using drugs. People that use drugs are trying to get away from their problems. Talk about what is making her upset and see if you can give her advice and support.

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My mother died when I was 17 so I went to live with my grandmother. I didn’t listen to her and was doing crime so I ended up in prison for 2 years. How can I make her realise that I’m sorry, that I’ve changed and that I love her?

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When you get out you must go to your granny and apologise for what you have done. Let her know that you realise that you have made a big mistake. It is very important that you also show her that you’ve changed by being respectful and living a good life.

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I am a 22 years old boy. I have a sister and my sister and I we like to fight a lot. This thing started when we were told about our father. We don’t have the same father. It was a big matter because her father was visiting her a lot, so when her father gave her some things it would cause problems and fights because I would get nothing. What must I do?

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It’s important to communicate how you feel. Call your sister and mother together and talk about how you feel when she is always getting things and you don’t get anything. You are probably feeling upset about missing out on not having a father and you must come to terms with this. Take a look at your life and think about the positive things that you do have and appreciate them.

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I was 14 years old when I started gangsterism. All I was giving my parents was a hard time so after that happened I dropped out of school. I started with drugs and started robbing the people on the road so I came to jail. In the end I had become a worse gangster working with guns. Until now. When I come out how can I start a new life?

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You must tell those guys that you don’t want to be a gangster anymore and then find a college so that you get a better education and one day find a job. You need to find someone to support you and give you advice and encouragement, maybe an older brother, an uncle or someone you know in your community. It won’t be easy but if you really want to make a change you must make the effort.

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insideout | puzzles

start Try to make your way through the prison maze without getting involved in bad things!

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Maze: Thabo has just got out of prison. Help him find his way to a good life. P27

WORD SEARCH

By Camieldiene

Find the hidden message. Look for all the words from the list below. They could be forwards, backwards, up, down or diagonally across. When you find them, Cross them out. Once you have crossed out all the words you will be left with about 28 letters. Take each of the letters from left to right and fill them in on the grid below and you will find a hidden message:

Photos Helping Poems Welcome Teams Young Prison School Soccer Africa Songs Friends Belonging Gang Guns Work Sleep Boys Unique Scared Imagine Post Real Coin March Face Love Life Advice Night Care Course Going Informed Beat Stop Share

W T S M E O P R I S O N R V

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