learning about and embracing one
another in this post-apartheid era.
This kid’s mom asked us if we
wanted to play at a cultural day at
some school in Linksfield, the
wealthy suburb south of
Sandringham where my pal Teddy
had lived. There was going to be all
sorts of different dancing and
music, and everyone was going to
come together and hang out and be
cultural. She offered to pay, so we
said sure. She sent us the
information with the time and place
and the name of the school: the
King David School. A Jewish school.
The day of the event, we