The Day Young Motswana Model Stepped Into New York City

I don’t remember the exact time or day I arrived at JFK. That first day. The beginning of my life in New York City. The Big Apple. However I do remember exactly how I felt. Terrified. Cold. OMG, turn the plane around please. Take me back home. This was a bad idea. No. I breathed in and got my things together.

This is it. The new challenge I’d asked for, I told myself as I exited the plane. This is the clean slate I wanted, the fresh start.

This wasn’t my first time in NYC, so I was familiar with something things, like where to get a cab. I rock on over to get my luggage, strap myself up in my coat and gear up for the cold that’s about to embrace me.

Editor's Comment
Prosecutors deserve better

These legal professionals, who are entrusted with upholding the rule of law, face numerous challenges that compromise their ability to effectively carry out their duties.Elsewhere in this edition, we carry a story on the lamentations of the officers of court.The prosecutors have raised a number of concerns, calling for urgent attention from all relevant stakeholders, including the President, Minister of Justice and the Attorney General. Their...

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