Episode 3
September had just started, and the spring breeze brought a new feeling of hope around Umlazi. Purple flowers from the jacaranda trees covered the streets, and even though Maya hadn’t found a job yet, she still refused to give up. Deep down, she believed something good was coming — she just didn’t know when.
Monday morning started like every other day. Maya woke up early, bathed her younger siblings, made breakfast, and helped them get ready for school. Her mother had already left for work, and Emily, now working as a receptionist, was rushing out the door.
“Don’t lose hope, sis,” Emily said, smiling. “Your time is coming. You’ve got talent — you just need someone to notice.”
After walking her siblings to school, Maya stopped by the community library. She wanted to use the computer to check online job posts and maybe print her CV again. As she scrolled through a local f*******: page, one post made her heart skip a beat.
“Youth Art & Photography Competition – Theme: The Beauty of Our Township. Winner receives R5,000 and mentorship from a local photographer.”
Her eyes widened. R5,000 — the exact amount she needed to apply to UKZN. For a moment she just stared at the screen, hardly believing what she was seeing.
She quickly copied the details and ran home. That week, she spent every free moment walking around Umlazi with her old phone, taking pictures of anything that told a story — children laughing, taxis rushing past, and the sun setting behind the shacks. She wanted her pictures to show real life, not just what people see on TV.
One evening, she captured a photo of a little boy chasing a soccer ball through the dusty street as the sun went down behind him. The light hit his face just right — it looked like hope itself.
“This is it,” Maya whispered. “This is my shot.”
She sent in the photo, filled out the entry form, and prayed. The next few days felt longer than ever. Every time her phone buzzed, her heart jumped.
Then, one evening while helping her mom cook, her phone vibrated.
Congratulations, Maya Adams! You are one of the top five finalists. Please attend the awards event this Saturday at the Durban Art Centre.”
Maya froze, her eyes wide. “Ma! Emily! Come look at this!” she shouted, running around the kitchen. Her mother hugged her tight, smiling with tears in her eyes.
“You see?” she said. “Hard work always finds a way.”
That night, Maya couldn’t sleep. She stared at the ceiling, imagining her photo on display for everyone to see. Whether she won or not didn’t matter — she finally felt seen.
“This is just the start,” she whispered to herself. “My adventure is only beginning.”