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Our first challenge was to find our way to their home. We had driven Lithle and Rosie home the previous Sunday after the church had paid their taxi fare to come to Church that day. But now the challenge was to try and remember the route that we had taken. There were all sorts of identifying signs that we had marked in our memories, but the test was were they still there …… in our memories that is !!!
After leaving ...
penetrating eyes, he would have been a perfect comedian.
At one point during the service, after
we all sang Amen, he asked, “ why are you all shy?” So he asked
all of us to sing once again and then he danced, swayed, and sang
with us. After much swaying and singing in front of the altar, he
then joked, “Now, you can all go to heaven!”
Our table mate Diane lamented that she
was cut off ...
... neither of the 2 younger ones made it out. The 9 year old however was able to save many lives by waking up the adults in the surrounding homes with enough time to flee with nothing but the clothes on their backs.
As always, while trying to get our heads around this devastating news we also needed to work out how best to help. The idea of rebuilding came up but everything here must be looked at from all angles. If we helped ...
... different with almost all of my relatives having been forcibly relocated by the governments at the end of the 50's to the Cape Flats and to Durban. This was how I came to be born in a small 10 square foot shack in the backyard of an Indian family in Clairwood in 1966. Dad would always stop along the N2 in what seemed like some random spot and show us a fresh spring with ice cold water gushing out of a mountainside. Mount Frere was always about the stories of ...
Today was the day. The day of the shark cage dive! Earlier on the trip Phil had managed to persuade Kylie to do a shark cage dive, however by this time we had passed the Atlantic ocean and were now onto the Indian ocean so there would be no Great Whites. To ease ourselves into the experience we decided to do it in Ushaka Marine World in their shark tank within the aquarium. Kylie was pooing herself. We were booked in for 1pm. This gave us 45 minutes to wait around ...