The secrets we keep – Part 1: Ms Anna She lay on her stiff bed, perfectly still. The light blue blanket underneath her tucked tightly under the mattress. She clearly hadn’t slept in the bed at all, yet this was where they had found her, lying on top of her bed. Her grey hair had untied … Read more
Two weeks into ‘back to school’, I met with a friend for coffee. “I’ll be running the Fish Hoek Primary School Ambassador Leadership Development training programme next week” she told me as we sipped our cappuccinos, admiring the pretty foam pictures the barista had created in our cups. I was vaguely interested in her “Ambassador training” and as only a caring friend would do, I asked what she did in this programme. Personally, the thought of engaging with 120 thirteen-year olds, was enough to make me whimper in the corner.
