MY JABBOK MOMENT. Gen. 32:24 I’ve been low on POPP’s (Pockets of Perfect Peace) lately. And yes, I’ve not felt 100% but that’s never stopped my POPP’s before. So what was wrong? Was I in need of some serious quiet time, soul searching and meditation? The answer was...
RAINBOW NATION What with all this writing about ex-pats and what we miss, I found myself with a sudden craving for a samosa. Yes, that triangular delicacy, either vegetarian or filled with some kind of meat and spiced anywhere from tingling on your tongue to reaching...
LESOLE. Larger than life and un-stoppable, an ex-pat with a vision and a mission. Lesole Z Maine. Dancer, Teacher and Choreographer was born in Sebokeng, South Africa. During Apartheid Maine studied Ballroom and Latin American Dance, but in 1996 was awarded a...
ON BEING AN EX-PAT We come to this new country with stars in our eyes and hope in our hearts. Expectations are high and we are riding a brand new horse called Adventure. We find a home and settle in. Menfolk, if any, go off to work. Children, if any, ditto, new...
MISSIVE PENNED FROM MY SICKBED PROLOGUE: Sick people shouldn’t fly. They make other people sick. After a week of feeling iffy with what I thought was a chest cold, disaster struck. Said good friend Claudia, “you should see a doctor.” Problem? We were on our way...
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