When Hand in hand we learnt how

When I was younger my dad would tuck my sister and I into bed
and read us a bedtime story many of which happened to be written by Dr Seuss, whether
it be ‘Green Eggs And Ham’, ‘Oh The Places You’ll Go’, ‘Oh The Thinks You Can
Think’, ‘The Lorax’ or ‘Horton Hears A Who’ Dr Seuess’ subtle lessons will
forever be a favourite memory of mine.

I once, more recently, came across a quote by Dr Seuss that
read ‘sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a
memory’. I have a passion for photography, when I look through the camera lens
at whatever might be in front of me everything always makes sense. The world
becomes a clearer, more beautiful place and I crave the feeling of my eyelash gently
touching the eyepiece, the click of the shutter button as I press it down to
capture the moment and the release of air from my lungs through my nose when
the image is exactly what I had hoped it would be.

A camera is a device for recording visual images in the form
of photographs, film or video signals. On the 27th of April 2015 I
unwrapped the birthday present that topped all the others by a mile and which
two years later, would still be by my side at every given opportunity. Truth be
told my parents were tired of worrying about my using their camera so they
decided this would be the perfect time to get me my own. Although for my camera
and I this was the start of a fantastic journey for my parents’ camera, which
now finds itself at the back of a cupboard in their room, hardly seeing the light
of day, it was not so favourable.

From here on out I created a bond with my camera. Hand in
hand we learnt how to take the perfect photo to show off our skills, we learnt
all the tips and tricks and most importantly helped me realize why taking
photographs is so special to me. Life goes by so fast and often we get so
caught up in it that we don’t even realize that there are so many things to be
grateful for within a meter from where we stand and that is often a reason why
I take photos.

On a Bnei Akiva trip to Israel in 2016 there was an optional
hike in Eilat for whomever wanted to go, it would require you to wake up at
4:15am and hike up a mountain from which, at the top, the most mind blowing
sunrise could be experienced. The hike was difficult and long especially
considering the time it took place, my ankle was sore so myself and two of my
friends took it a little slower than the rest of the group. When we reached the
top of the mountain our group had spread themselves among the rocks and were
taking in the moment as if it were something they had never seen before.
Although the sunrise was gorgeous the feeling of gratefulness to be able to
witness something so jaw dropping was in the air. That morning I was not only
able to capture the sunrise but a moment that when the people in the photograph
look back on they will forever be able to relive and remember how it felt.  A photograph is our way of returning to a
moment otherwise gone.

Something I try to live by is always trying to be the
optimist, to look for the positive rather than pointing out the negative right
away! My camera is a great tool for undertaking such an exercise as when it is
put in front of me, I am immediately searching for something to photograph,
looking to capture the beauty and wonder in anything. In a world full of
conflict between races, genders, religions, diseases I was privileged to photograph
Monica Yende, a young girl fighting cancer, meet former Miss South Africa,
Ntandoyenkosi Kunene, for the second time which had once been her reach for a
dream wish and then walk the red carpet with her as if nothing more mattered in
this world. This experience allowed me to see that if Monica can find the good
in something bad, I can too. Had it not been for my camera showing me the way, I’d
have never been afforded this most humbling of opportunities.

Behind every picture there is a story. When I look at the
photos on my picture wall in my bedroom I remember how special the people on
that wall are to me. I stare at the pictures from the time my best friend
surprised us with a visit from Israel and remember crying tears of disbelief
and joy that she was here in South Africa, in person. I look at the photograph
of myself and my friend under a waterfall and laugh as I remember how hard it
was to keep our eyes open from the splashing of the water in our faces. I
reminisce as I glance at the picture of myself and my best friends around the
dining room table at the Vaal River when we went for a weekend to celebrate my
birthday; I remind myself of how lucky I am to have best friends like them.

 I catch a glimpse and
change my focus to the photo of my family and refresh my memory to the day when
we got all dressed up for photos with my family from London and remember
sitting with my mom ironing my hair over and over because it would not  flatten. I raise my glance one frame upwards
and see the photograph of myself and my ‘crush’ 
it makes me think of the time we kissed and how I felt as if my heart
was beating out of my chest.

 I look at these
pictures that my camera has taken and realize that that is only five of the
thousands of photographs that have been taken on my camera and I just think how
from ‘one day, the 27th of April 2015 a seed being my camera
blown no one knew where, a new flower being my passion for photography had
come up’.



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