There was no one else either, I knew that much. I was his sole religion, he worshiped me. No, His reason wasn’t religious, not at all, my father wasn’t that sentimental. Our love transcended that of a father and his daughter. It was beautiful we were one, my father and I. I knew it wasn’t about right or wrong, there is no love that can be wrong, especially the kind we had. There must have been a reason, but I didn’t care for whatever it was. He couldn’t even look me in the eye when he said it. How could he end something so wonderful, something so perfect? He said he still loved me, but I didn’t believe him, I couldn’t believe that. I begged him not to kill his beloved and only child. I told him of our joys, our laughs and how love couldn’t be any better. I tried to make him see reason, to convince him that we were to be forever. Thanks to my father.īut this was no punishment. I was a very well behaved child I had all the proper manners for a proper lady.
When he was pleased with me, he really would take his time and give me much pleasure that I never knew was possible. He would simply refuse to touch me for days on end. My father had never hit me or scolded me his punishments were usually more severe and silent. This was not like before when he would refuse to touch me because I misbehaved. It was the same look he had when he shot Dragon our Alsatian. I knew my father I knew the look on his face. I had hoped he didn’t mean it, that this was just another punishment, but the way he said it convinced me it was final. It was usually the best birthday present he gives me, a passionate night of love making right out of a romance novel. I thought my birthday would have ended sensually, like all the others. I had taken the week off from school just to be with the only man in my life, the best man I ever knew, or so I thought.
It felt like a full stop at the end of an epitaph. He said it wasn’t right, what we do, and that we must stop. Everything was perfect.Īnd then, on my twentieth birthday, the unthinkable happened. I doubt if any other child had so much love. I was twelve that first time, and a happy child, happier than any other child I knew. We began to do it more often, and each time I enjoyed it more. I went to him the third time it happened, it was raining and the thunders scared me. He told me it was our secret, our special thing, and no one should know about it. My only problem is how will I tell him that his grandfather is his father? That's the only thing that worries me," said Nxumalo.I didn’t cry the second time either. "Now he is four years old and I am convinced that he is well because he can talk and walk. She said her biggest fear was that her son would become disabled because of all the things she heard about children born of relatives. I was shocked and wouldn't have made it if my family hadn't supported me," said Nxumalo. It was when he asked for DNA tests that we both found out we were related. I just knew him as my teacher until I fell pregnant.
His daughter, Nxumalo, confirmed with African Eye News Service that she wasn't aware that Mokoena was her biological father when they were still seeing each other. I know what I did was wrong," said Mokoena. I was confused at the time and didn't want people to know the shameful things that I did.
"Let me apologise for threatening to assault and kill you. However, he recently apologised and agreed to speak about the ordeal. He said he initially denied impregnating the girl in 2011 because the information would ruin his reputation as a teacher.ĭuring the investigation of this story, Mokoena also threatened to hunt down, assault and kill this journalist. Both villages are situated near Hazyview. Mokoena lived in Swalala village and taught at Shabalala village, where his daughter Nonhlanhla Nxumalo (now 20) lived with her mother and stepfather. I am sorry for the fact that I didn’t even bother to look for her all these years while I knew I had a child who lived not so far away from where I live," said Mokoena. She was young and was supposed to believe whatever I said to her. "I took advantage of my daughter because she was my pupil and respected me as her educator. The former teacher, Alfred Mokoena, who refused to give his age, said he only realised he had been having sex with his own daughter following DNA tests that were conducted after the baby was born in 2012.
A retired Mpumalanga teacher who unknowingly impregnated his 16-year-old biological daughter four years ago has apologised for taking advantage of a girl he only regarded as a pupil at his school.