School was a nightmare for me, what I do remember is rarely pleasant.
Primary school wasn’t too bad. There were 3 of us who were so small that our uniforms had to be made for us. 471 more words
Life began in 1967 when my parents *Emmanuel and *Ellen had me. We lived in an apartment in Johannesburg.
I remember my mother telling me that they weren’t sure if they had the money to bring me home from the maternity hospital and that my first bed was a dresser drawer. 211 more words