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‘Other’ Worlds

I strolled along the beach one evening. One evening before my accident. The light on the beach will remain etched in my memory. Silvery clear and other worldly. The beach stretched ahead like a long tunnel. Far in the distance was a dark shape which, as I got closer, transformed itself into a small child.

“I am no strumpet………..”

Janet Suzman, (now Dame Janet Suzman!) the international actress and director directed us in Othello. I played Bianca, the whore. At the time I was still a virgin. A virgin playing a whore! Tell me if that’s not good acting, huh? Othello was an incredible experience with John Kani playing Othello and Richard Haines, Iago.

Fancourt God!

I gave a talk at Fancourt. I was sitting on the verandah talking to Mum and Dad afterwards, when one of the delegates from the conference came and crouched down by my chair. She had obviously been crying. “Gaynor,  many years ago my husband was a paramedic working in Pretoria. I was with him in

Baths!

1963 I began wailing as my Mother swung me up and out the bath. “No, Mummy, no! Bath needs me!” My Mum laughed as she began towelling her two year old dry. “And I need you to put on your pyjamas. Then you can have your favourite supper –  boiled egg and soldiers. After supper

Isiah 40!

“Those that wait upon The Lord shall rise up like Eagles.” Isiah 40 When I had my accident I was deafened by my fall. I had no hearing whatsoever in my left ear and two percent hearing left in my right. I was, to put it bluntly, deaf! I had a lot wrong with me

Eye See!

Because of my forty percent eyesight, I am no longer able to drive. As you can imagine, this causes me tremendous frustration. I used to feel that the word frustration had been specifically designed with ME in mind! Then an incident occurred which somehow makes me (figuratively and literally!) able to see things with more

A Question of Balance!

In my childhood, I used to come home from school, race through my homework and then my brother and I would mount our bikes and we were off. We would meet other members of “The Gang” and together we got up to all sorts of escapades. In the veld there was a broken sewage pipe

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