Get Up, Stand Up
Growing up, Durban's North Beach was, for me, synonymous with barefoot surfers, boards always within arm's reach after a breakfast at Wimpy. I fostered a secret dream of being part of that early-morning ʻcool' crowd but feared being a newbie floating in a sea of judgement and sharp boards. Standing at the foot of the mountainous 30s, it was time to address childhood fears
