Dear Joyful, The year is 2050 and I am celebrating my 57th birthday. As I sit back to take in the day I have had, a funny thought popped into the mind that reminded me of 2019. It was in 2019 when I was doing my 2nd/3rd year of PhD and also a blogger f…
Over the years I have had to correct so many people who think that people who study physics are physicians or that getting a PhD in physics means that we will all become lecturers or professors. I’m not saying that there is anything wrong with be…
The same way we find and feel that mentors are important to us just like Munira discussed in her August blog, I believe that we should do the same for others. Like I also mentioned in my August blog about the importance of finding a support system that…
Did you know that South Africa has 12 Public Holidays in a year? That would be one holiday a month if they were fairly distributed in the year. South Africa would be ranked in 12th place alongside Finland and Russia if we were also added to the statist…
Growing up in a family with three older brothers, a whole bunch of male cousins and no sisters; I have always had problems with communicating with females. It came as no shock to me when I found myself in a male-dominated field such as Physics. Over th…
Over the years since I started my postgraduate career, I have come across a lot of different kinds of people. I have seen students who spend all day from 6 am to 9pm (or even later) at the office; those who disappear from campus for weeks in a row; tho…
You may not know who I am but if you have been following the blog posts from SAYAS then you have a rough idea of who I am. I just thought I should check up on you and see how you are doing. How are things going? By things, I don’t necessarily mean you…
I have always made jokes about how I want to be a housewife after getting my PhD. A housewife with a PhD in Physics has a nice ring to it. I just recently celebrated my birthday (April baby) and I should admit that it wasn’t one of my happiest days. I …
Ever since I was young, I dreaded speaking in public. I hated the English and Afrikaans teachers the most because they would make us have prepared reading, unprepared reading and all those other readings that required us to stand in front of the class …
