Inkqubo kaTrading Live yakulo nyaka iphele ngeyona ndlela ingumangaliso. Le nkqubo iqale ngomhla wokuzalwa wakaTata uNelson Rolihlahla Mandela, i-18 July, yaze yaqukunjelwa ngolwesithathu umhla we-24 July. Le nkqubo ikhuthazwe yimibhiyozo yomhla obizwa ngokuba yiMandela Day, apho abantu bathatha imizuzu engamashumi asithandathu anesixhenxe (67) ngokuthi bancedisane noluntu kwiindawo abahlala kuzo ngezenzo zoBuntu ezahlukeneyo. IYunivesithi iRhodes yona yathatha isigqibo sokuba izokuthatha iveki yonke ikhuthaze abahlali baseRhini bephelele ukuba bancedisane ekwakheni iRhini ngeendlela ezahlukeneyo. Whites say a ship is a hotel that floats in the sea. That is true because the food suits one who wants to rest, especially in first class, though the position is not bad even in third class. Try and test this by travelling by sea from East London to Cape Town. Since we left our country, we are woken up at 6 a.m. with coffee, cake and apples. Breakfast is at 8:30 a.m. and comprises several items: fruit from the ice chests, watermelon, paw­ paw, puffed rice, cornflakes, oatmeal, fish with chips, broiled bacon and eggs, toast, scones, rolls, marmalade, coffee, cocoa, tea, and you can eat as much as you like. Outside in the morning they serve ice cream. There is lunch at noon: soup, eggs, curry and rice, steak and onions, Oxford bran, roast lamb, vegetables, jam and sauce, cheese, biscuits, coffee, fruit. In the afternoon, a bell is rung and reminds us to get cakes, while some drink in the bars and get drunk. At 6 p.m. a bell reminds us to go and shower (we shower in the morning as well) to get ready for supper at 7:30 p.m., where we wear dinner attire. The food in the evening is more plentiful than the food served at noon, and after the film show there is food again. We feast like this every day, something that leads one to become very fat until disembarking, especially if one is from a country which does not have plenty. But whites are used to these big meals and remain thin. We eat too much and it is a struggle to get up from the table. But I was annoyed to see a white woman feeding her dog with the same food we were eating. Folks! This dog eats so much it cannot walk. This made me think of the many poor people in my country. Near the kitchen of the third class, I saw a goat tied up and it had a kid. It belongs to the Muslims travelling to India because according to their custom they must eat meat they have slaughtered themselves.