Results for ( ii ) a waste disposal authori... translation from English to Afrikaans

what is a waste the answer
wat is `n morsjors the answer

idiom: it's not a waste of time
idioom: dis nie vir dowe neute nie (of: nie om dowe neute nie) - dis nie verniet nie

it is a waste of time. pure waste of time.
dis net tydmors, net tydmors!

(2) nothing in this act may be construed as requiring or authorising the authority or
(2) niks in hierdie wet word so uitgelê dat dit die owerheid of die klagtes- en

(2)the local authority or person to whom any such pipe belongs or by whom it is used
(2) die plaaslike owerheid of persoon aan wie enige sodanige pyp behoort of deur wie

any exclusive arrangement with the owner of the property, local authority or
eksklusiewe reëling met die eienaar van die eiendom, plaaslike owerheid of

clear cutting the amazon rainforest to make dictionaries, what a waste!
hulle verwoes die amazone-woude om woordeboeke te maak - dis mors!

(ii) a separate licence relating to any radio frequency spectrum authorised in
(ii) ’n afsonderlike lisensie betreffende enige radiofrekwensiespektrum wat

(ii) a balance sheet showing the assets and liabilities of the fund as at the end
(ii) ’n balansstaat toon wat die bates en laste van die fonds toon soos aan die

fire, ambulance or traffic authority or coast guard services for that locality and any other similar organisation providing assistance to the public in emergencies;
brandweer, ambulans of verkeersowerheid of kuswagdienste vir daardie plek en enige ander soortgelyke organisasie wat in noodgevalle bystand aan die publiek verleen;

for i have sworn by myself, saith the lord, that bozrah shall become a desolation, a reproach, a waste, and a curse; and all the cities thereof shall be perpetual wastes.
want ek het by myself gesweer, spreek die here, dat bosra 'n voorwerp van verbasing, van smaad, 'n woestheid en 'n vervloeking sal word; en al sy stede sal ewige puinhope wees.

“rise and shine. 6am and your hand can’t make it to the alarm clock before the voices in your head start telling you that it’s too early, too dark, and too cold to get out of a bed. aching muscles lie still in rebellion, pretending not to hear your brain commanding them to move a legion of voices are shouting their unanimous permission for you to hit the snooze button and go back to dreamland, but you didn’t ask their opinion. the voice you’ve chosen to listen to is one of defiance. a voice that’s says there was a reason you set that alarm in the first place. so sit up, put your feet on the floor, and don’t look back because we’ve got work to do. welcome to the grind! for what is each day but a series of conflicts between the right way and the easy way, 10,000 streams fan out like a river delta before you, each one promising the path of least resistance. thing is, you’re headed upstream. and when you make that choice, when you decide to turn your back on what’s comfortable and what’s safe and what some would call “common sense”, well that’s day 1. from there it only gets tougher. so just make sure this is something you want. because the easy way out will always be there, ready to wash you away, all you have to do is pick up your feet. but you aren’t going to are you? with each step comes the decision to take another you’re on your way now but this is no time to dwell on how far you’ve come. you’re in a fight against an opponent you can’t see oh but you can feel him on your heels can’t you? feel him breathing down your neck you know what that is? that’s you…your fears, your doubts and insecurities all lined up like a firing squad ready to shoot you out of the sky but don’t lose heart while they aren’t easily defeated, they are far from invincible remember this is the grind the battle royale between you and your mind, your body and the devil on your shoulder who’s telling you that this is just a game, this is just a waste of time, your opponents are stronger than you. drown out the voice of uncertainty with the sound of your own heartbeat burn away your self doubt with the fire that’s beneath you remember what you’re fighting for and never forget that momentum is a cruel mistress, she can turn on a dime with the smallest mistake. she is ever searching for that weak place in your armor that one tiny thing you forgot to prepare for so as long as the devil is hiding the details, the question remains,”is that all you got?”, “are you sure?” and when the answer is “yes”. that you’ve done all you can to prepare yourself for battle then it’s time to go forth and boldly face your enemy, the enemy within only now you must take that fight into the open, into hostile territory you’re a lion in a field of lions all hunting the same elusive prey with a desperate starvation that says victory is the only thing that can keep you alive so believe that voice that says ” you can run a little faster ” and that ” you can throw a little harder ” and that ” you can dive a little deeper” and that, for you, the laws of physics are merely a suggestion. luck is the last dying wish of those who wanna believe that winning can happen by accident, sweat on the other hand is for those who know it’s a choice, so decide now because destiny waits for no man. and when your time comes and a thousand different voices are trying to tell you you’re not ready for it, listen instead for that lone voice in decent the one that says you are ready, you are prepared, it’s all up to you now. so rise and shine.”
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