An Appeal
July 27, 2020
in Stories of My Life
Dear South African, Some of you take life’s trials in your stride and choose not to be sunk by the wave rather to ride it out. I wish I could pick up my surfboard like you! By contrast, each day when...
The [Human] Race
July 18, 2020
in Stories of My Life
Race by definition has different meanings. See the word without “human” in front and the way you read the word will depend on who you are. If you are an sprinter, your mind may first dash to the track. If you add...
Colour Blind
July 11, 2020
in Stories of My Life
Last year, I started wearing glasses for the very first time. I remember walking out of the optometristās office, struck by how I could see everything SO clearly. The Autumn leaves grasping at their branches were no longer a collision of fiery,...
#I’m Staying
December 4, 2019
in Stories of My Life
Green and gold mean nothing to most people in the world. But to a certain group of people, they are colours that unite a nation. I never liked sport growing up. Rugby didnāt interest me in the least. It was only worth...
What Do You Want?
September 12, 2019
in Stories of My Life
Black. Women in black. South African women in black. South African women in black during the first week of September. Mourning the loss of dignity. Mourning the loss of respect. Mourning the loss of the female race. Mourning the loss of lives....