One of my favourite books is The Little Prince, by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry. You’re likely to find it in the children’s section of the library, but I have found it so rich in very adult wisdom that I prescribed it for my Grade 11 class every one of the seventeen years that I was a French teacher and loved rereading it with my class every time.

I first saw Rodin’s immaculate white sculpture, ‘The Kiss’, more than twenty-five years ago. At the time, I was a French teacher at a private girls’ school in Cape Town, newly married and newly returned to the city of my birth, leading a group of nine girls to Paris and Angers on a month-long language […]

PART I JULY After several years together and much serious discussion, Chris and I decided it was time to take our relationship to the next level. And so we met at Koi World at Ferndale Nursery yesterday afternoon to begin proceedings for the formal adoption of two small fish, who would take up occupation of […]

Over the last few months, I’ve become aware of an unconscious dynamic at work inside me. Somehow it seems I haven’t believed that I deserve to be happy, or perhaps it’s that I didn’t believe any happiness that I experienced would last, and so I would self-sabotage within a few hours of feeling intense joy […]

I found out recently why one of the arguably most significant events in South African history was not mentioned in my history classes in the first two years of high school. At Pretoria Girls’ High in the early eighties, as in all white schools under Christian National Education, we sat through interminable descriptions of the […]