PDBY will only publish letters between 150 and 200

from 9 March 2020 Issue 4 Year 82

by PDBY - Official student newspaper of the University of Pretoria

PDBY will not publish letters unless the writer

How many words can be made with the following letters? _____

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5 LETTER WORDS 1. __________________________ 2. __________________________ 3. __________________________ 4. __________________________ 5. __________________________ 6. __________________________

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Pssst... Pssst...

Hi (coughs) hi (coughs) Pssst… here. Pssst… is feeling rather sick this week so needs to keep this short. No Pssst… does not have the Coronavirus, Pssst… probably just drank too much and weakened Pssst’s… immune system.

But the symptoms are all the same and easy to mix up. The same way dates are easy to mix up. (Coughs) Isn’t that right Career services? Pssst… is very excited to attend the Law Career Day on 6, 3 and 4 March. But please don’t worry, Pssst… wants you to know you aren’t alone. (Coughs) Tuks Ekhaya also

EGGPLANT

Scanned with CamScanner struggles with dates and couldn’t get the year their newsletter, The Pendoring, was established in, correct. Who cares about years of history right? (Sneezes)

Oh and speaking about not caring, the people having sex in an area in the IT Building obviously don’t... Pssst… may even set up a little hidden camera there. Pssst… thinks making sex tapes could be a great side hustle. (Coughs) Pssst… thinks Kris Jenner would be proud. (Sneezes) (Coughs) (Sneezes) And with that Pssst… must go to the doctor. Pssst… needs to get better as Pssst… has eavesdropping to do, information to trade and rumours to spread. Pssst… says adieu. xx Poetry Corner Poetry submitted by UP students to PDBY. You can submit your poetry to editor@pdby. co.za if you would like to be featured in the PDBY Poetry Corner. Disconnected Kemi Sleek. My fingers trace your elegant lining. A minute button meets me: tiny, yet influential. It greets my fingertip inviting me in. I accept. I’m welcomed generously by a slew of information. Date. Time. Battery level. All in a blink of an eye. My finger hovers over the neatly printed, artificially illuminated, white letter ‘F’ standing against a blue backdrop. I’m intimidated. My mind is suddenly riddled with self-doubt: when, where, how and most importantly who? I spiral scanning the posts of displaced people. Time becomes absolute, my surroundings of no consequence. There are no obligations in this world. I find myself chasing an artificially constructed reality. Engulfed and consumed by the ‘new’ the ‘different’ and most dangerously: the ‘unattainable.’

I hunt for a future which should be now, the falsehood which should be truth, the me which should not be. The constructed me, the one that will never be… The disconnected self.