For eight years, Pandora was the love of my life. Pandora, the yellow, rosy cheeked cockatiel, lived with me in Durban. ‘Oh yes, Gaynor’s bird,’ you are thinking. Yes, she was a bird but she was far more than that. She was my companion. She shared my life, living the ups and downs with me.
A while back, I was contacted by my agent and asked if I was available to give my Inspirational Speech up in Johannesburg. It would mean flying to Johannesburg the next day and then giving my speech early the following morning. Yes, was my response! Yes! Yes! Yes! I came through the airport doors to
27th April is Freedom Day in South Africa! It celebrates freedom and commemorates the first post-apartheid elections held on that day in 1994. They were the first national elections in South Africa in which the franchise did not depend upon race. It will always be a milestone in our country’s history. That day marked the
“We’ll be Friends Forever, won’t we, Pooh?’ asked Piglet. Even longer,’ Pooh answered.” ― A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh It’s a cloudy, grey day in George. I am sitting snugly inside. The light next to me brings out the hues of the beautiful Persian carpet that stretches out in front of me. Rich maroons, crimsons, ash blues,
I placed my foot with sheer terror on what I perceived to be a shifting and sliding mass of gulping sinking sand. To my utter surprise I found that I was not swallowed whole. I discovered that although this landscape was a totally new terrain, it was firm underfoot. I wasn’t sure where the path
I remember as a child being shut in my room and being told: “You can stay there until you are prepared to come out and say you are sorry !” Mutter…mutter…it wasn’t my fault! How was I to know that Patrick’s silkworms would die just because I hid them
That’s the thing about depression: A human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight. But depression is so insidious, and it compounds daily, that it’s impossible to ever see the end.” ― Elizabeth Wurtzel *** I have been depressed. Badly depressed. After my accident, the
His heart was beating fast. Doem! Doem! Doem! Why did it always feel as if it was beating through his ears, he wondered? Doem! Doem! Doem! At the rate his heart was going you’d think he was terribly nervous. He smiled. He wasn’t nervous. Oh no, he was filled with excited anticipation.
Valentines day. I remember looking with utter envy at my school friends who had received those wonderful, much ached after Valentine Day cards. Oh, how I longed for one! As I grew up, I was the sort of girl that never committed herself to a relationship.