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What if I had told you that the mechanism of your brain is like plasticine and could be moulded to your own unique set of beliefs and hence abilities? Could you afford not to even try to step into a new reality? Would you dare?
‘n Woning in ‘n hoë sekuriteitsgebied in Suid-Afrika is nie altyd so veilig soos die inwoners vermoed nie. Hierdie realiteit vorm die basis vir die storie van ontvoering en eensame opsluiting in ‘n donker kelder vir gewelddadige en onheilspellende redes. Die kelder is ‘n vuil en somber plek waar die gevangene stadig wegkwyn van eensaamheid en wanvoeding. Die polisie het min leidrade en hulle ondersoek vorder stadig.
One day I suddenly thought, “My goodness, where’s Gareth?” So, I started looking. Last I heard, he was working with the British Army in Iraq, doing long stints: I tracked him down to prison cell in Kuwait. He had been used as a drug mule, nabbed and sentenced to death by hanging. His death was commuted to life and then further reduced to 15 years. When I located him, he had already been inside for four years. Thereafter I sent him a letter, every month, for 67 consecutive months. My Letters to Kuwait, were received by Gareth on his hidden device: news and comment on life in South Africa, my reflections on humanity and our world.
In not-for-profit organisations, everyone wants to be a leader, but nobody wants to be held accountable. Many persons who accept being nominated and getting elected as lay leaders in the Anglican Church, fail the test of accountability, dedication and trustworthiness to fulfil their responsibilities as churchwardens and/or parish councilors.
