Petach Tikvah, Cape Town, was our summer residence and over time our roles there evolved. For some years now, Anton and I had been responsible for a troupe of teenage girls who were shipped off from the farm to spend the entirety of their school holidays at Petach Tikvah. They were all provided with holiday…
Tag: summer
Chapter 12: Fruits of the Spirit
We’re fighting over a pear. I refuse to surrender this juicy, ripe fruit and he isn’t having any of it. Grabbing my arm in an attempt to pry it out of my stubborn fingers, he’s underestimated my commitment to the pear and I put up a real fuss. But we’re laughing. We’re laughing? Yes, yes,…