“If there are plastics inside the river I just remove them and continue drawing the water because I don’t know who put the plastics [there]. We fetch water from this rubbish, there is no other way to escape,” said 24-year old resident, Khabo Malatji.
He was a pain in the ass. In other words, he was as bad as hell and so were his friends – naughty young fellows. They partied and drank alcohol over and over again, but his unquenchable thirst kept on creating an emptiness inside of him which sought to be filled up with a vision and focus of being a selfless individual – a young philanthropist who currently performs wonders and then wonders upon wonders.