“Pssst, pssst, young lady, what is your name, could I take you for a drink tonight?” they heard a male voice from behind them. The girls stopped and turned but did not know which of the young women he was referring to. “You young lady, what is your name?” the man asked, gently touching Mary on the shoulder. When Hannah and Rosewitta turned they recognised that it was Mr Dune. “Hello Mr Dune? We hadn't noticed it's you. What can we do for you? How is Grace?” Mr Dune stood back as he heard his name being mentioned. He stood near the four young women shocked that someone recognised him. For a moment he did not know what to say. “So you want one of us? You might not know us but we know who you are because you used to pick one of my classmates, Grace, from Santa Maria.”
“Please ladies, do not tell my daughter Grace that you saw me here,” Mr Dune pleaded.
“Do you want advice for free? Go and look after your wife and children, they need you more at home, more than we need you here.” They moved closer to Mr Dune almost surrounding him in an intimidating manner, then they left giggling away and laughing at that man's behaviour. Rosewitta had been at the University for about 6 months now.
The scholarship which Rosewitta got took her to the University where she enrolled for an accounting degree. She did not pursue a law degree as she had planned, but Hannah did. At the university she learnt that a lot of female students had got there through affirmative action to encourage girls to get an education, but fortunately Rosewitta had adequate passes and did not need any affirmative action. The male counterparts at University thought most women had gone that far through affirmative action. Due to this widely held view, they did not view female students with much respect. A lot of those female students looked modest and some of the male counterparts thought they were products of affirmative action. Rosewitta knew she was not the only one who came from humble beginnings.
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