In my lifetime as a journalist I have interviewed many people from all walks of life. Some world famous, others for whom fame is only a dream.
Today I had the privilege to interview a man who will surely rank as one of my top five most memorable interview subjects.
Dakalo Muavha has just begun his fellowship in the sub specialty of urogynaecology. When he has finished, he will be the first black male urogynaecologist in South Africa. But that is not the most remarkable thing about him.
The picture above which I got off Google Maps is the road to Masiza High School in a deeply rural part of Limpopo. Here's the other side of that road:
This is where Dakalo went to school. The middle child of a single, unemployed mother, his dream for as long as he could remember was to be a doctor. He was the only person in his high school to do maths on the higher grade, and as his teacher was only able to teach standard grade they often had to work out problems together.
Yes, I know that it should be 90, in celebration of her birthday last week, but you'd get bored with reading the list, long before I got bored with making it.
1. My mom moved into the granny flat at our house earlier this year. it was a big move for her, away from all the friends she had made in the retirement resort (it was never an 'old age home'). It has been an interesting journey. We have spent more time together than we have since I was in school and it has been an adjustment that has been easier than I expected.
2. I am much more tired than my mother. Or is it laziness? Every morning I take her a cappuccino made by Greg and without fail she is up and dressed, make up on and ready to tackle the world. I am up and dressed too, but most days all I want to do is go back to bed.
3. I have never, ever seen my mom lying down for a nap during the day. Not once.
4. I am awed by the patience my mother has with the people who treat her like she i…
When I was a little girl, I was a sci fi freak. I read anything and everything I could get my hands on, and some of the stories I read then have remained with me ever since.
I was so convinced that the things I read about would be reality by the time I grew up that I sometimes feel an almost disconnected feeling ... like I am one of the survivors of some planetary disaster, and have memories of what the world used to be like.
I thought that we would have space travel for everybody, not just the super rich. In fact, I fully expected to be living on another planet.
I thought we would have instant access portals that we would step into if we wanted to get from one place to another. Kind of "beam me up Scotty" without the need for Scotty. A bit like the flues in Harry Potter, I suppose.
I certainly didn't think that I'd still be here, feet mostly on the ground, looking into a future of standing-room only aeroplanes.
These pictures are of Italian company Aviointeriors…