DUE 7 APRIL 2026
Opened: Thursday, 1 January 2026, 8:00 AM
Due: Tuesday, 7 April 2026, 10:00 AM
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ASSESSMENT 05: WHERE DO I FIT
IN?
NB THIS ASSIGNMENT WILL BE SUBMITTED TO TURNITIN TO CHECK
FOR PLAGIARISM.
Up until now we have been looking at everyone but ourselves. The Patrice Motsepe, South
Africans living below the food poverty line, ... and on the sidelines people like Elon Musk
In this assessment, this changes! Here the focus of your attention is completely on to you! No
more pointing fingers at others. No more criticizing or celebrating others. Here you give some
systematic thought to where you fit in.
And because this is a personal reflection, we are not going to be having a public discussion about
this. So here are the new instructions ....
INSTRUCTIONS:
Step 0: Do Assessment 1
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, SECTION 3: WHERE DO I FIT IN NOW? (200 words)
I checked the WID.world website. It says I am in the top 15% of earners globally. In
South Africa, that puts me in the middle class. I rent a flat. I have a job. I can buy food
and clothes. I also have medical aid. These are things many South Africans do not
have. Every day on my way to work, I see people sleeping on the pavement. I see
children wearing torn clothes. My biggest worry is paying my rent on time. But that is
nothing compared to not having a home at all. Honestly, this makes me feel strange.
Part of me is proud that I have a job and I work hard. Another part feels bad because I
know I am lucky. I did nothing special to be born into a family that could send me to
school. I think about this a lot. I do not have an answer. I just know that I cannot pretend
the poor do not exist. They are right outside my door.
Edited by AI (200 words):
I checked the WID.world website. It says I am in the top fifteen percent of earners
worldwide. In South Africa, that puts me in the middle class. I rent a flat. I have a job. I
can buy food and clothes. I also have medical aid. These are things many South
Africans do not have.
Every day on my way to work, I see people sleeping on the pavement. I see children
wearing torn clothes. My biggest worry is paying my rent on time. But that is nothing
compared to not having a home at all.
Honestly, this makes me feel strange. Part of me is proud that I have a job and I work
hard. Another part feels bad because I know I am lucky. I did nothing special to be born