Liesel Kippen
Bio
I enjoy writing and enjoy letting my ideas and thoughts run wild on a page.
Stories (2/0)
Food Creations
Creating good food is my passion. Whether I’m eating it or cooking it, I enjoy the pleasure of indulging in it, crafting it, designing it, shaping it and moulding it into a tantalizing dish or sight that no one can resist. I enjoy immersing myself in the pleasurable activity of designing my cakes, using deft and skilled movements with my handy tool- my scissors. For me, the scissors is a powerful and useful device, following right behind the invention of sliced bread. Who knows, maybe the idea of sliced bread had its origins with a pair of scissors.
By Liesel Kippen3 years ago in Feast
The Arrival
Social Shock ~ By Liesel Kippen The day had finally arrived. I was leaving my roots, my neighbourhood, my province, my country and my home. I was leaving South Africa to immigrate to Australia. A sudden feeling of fear, pain, sadness and loneliness engulfed me. I was going to a foreign land; one where I had never been to before. My feelings and emotions of an immigrant were hard to describe at the time; anguish, pain, hope, uncertainty, dismay…a number of feelings which I could n’t quite put my finger on. I think back to the initial moments, where a sudden vision of the Israelites crossing the Red Sea, vividly flashed through my mind. With sunken ideas and a myriad of thoughts frantically finding room space in my head, I envisaged the suffering and hardships that were soon to follow. I was about to start again, at the ripe old age of 35 years. Youthfulness was no longer my fervent companion. Instead, signs of old age had started to appear and tiredness from constant re-orientations had found a comfortable corner in my being. Starting again from scratch in a foreign country, with no family or friends, and without a job, left me feeling drained and overcome with immense uncertainty and dread. I was left wondering whether this was a leap in faith or an idiotic decision made by a crazed fool. Either way, I was about to find out. With much of my belongings packed safely into a container headed for Australia, I left with my 2 boys, aged 1 and 3 years, and a number of bags, which would become my only possessions for a while, until my belongings in the container finally reached Australia’s shores. With barely enough to start a new life with in my new country, I embarked on my journey. Feeling forlorn and careful not to show my fear to my kids, I wearily settled into my new life. My children could not see their mother, who was usually in control of most situations that life threw at her, feeling completely helpless and powerless. They needed to be comfortable and at ease with this life-changing decision that I had made. They needed to feel safe and secure in the knowledge that their mum knew what she was doing and had the situation, however mammoth it was, under control.
By Liesel Kippen3 years ago in Humans