For most of her ten years, Bethany has had long hair. It is thick, naturally streaked, with just enough wave. Beautiful hair! Unfortunately, she also has an extremely sensitive head, which made daily hair brushing an ordeal that often ended … Read more

A number of years ago, my brother moved onto my property with me. When we were children, he, being two years older, helped me to learn my alphabet, and taught me how to tie my shoes and ride a two-wheeler bike. Now that we are adults, I … Read more

On top of an old wooden box telephone hanging on the wall in Mother Rowe's veranda, a robin built her nest. She faithfully set on the eggs and hatched all four. When the babies were just two days old, tragedy struck. A cat got the mother … Read more

Stephen Farris has written a marvellous little book entitled You Don't Have to be Perfect!, and if you've ever been tempted to put yourself down or write yourself off, or label yourself as good for nothing, then I recommend you … Read more

My mother loved clothes and dressing up. On Sundays, when she attended church, she wore a hat, high heels, gloves, and the finest dresses she could afford. Wearing her finest to church was a symbol to her, to show honour … Read more

"Go, son, go!"; "Stay with the man"; "Run, run, stay with the ball"; "Shoot the ball"; "Go for the net!" All are familiar phrases heard by and shouted by many parents on a soccer field, night after night. "Neither rain nor snow nor sleet … Read more