"Mr Mandela has spent 67 years making the world a better place. We're asking you for 67 minutes."
I thought this was a good cause. Spend 67 minutes thinking of someone else, doing something for someone else, or doing anything beyond yourself or beyond your comfort zone. The way my day was going on Saturday 18 July, it looked like it was going to be the usual weekend routine, but it turned out to be everything but once the afternoon got into full swing.
I'm a newcomer to Johannesburg, so I don't venture out much - on the bike some, otherwise very little. Today I went to have a look at something that I've meant to see from up close for some time - The Cradle of Humankind.
I am interested in the ancient people we were, and are. In the value we have by virtue of who we are [genetically, historically]. So it was interesting to arrive at the Cradle and find a primeval, haunting, smoky scene in front of me. Because it is desolation and despair that we find out who we really are, and what we're really made of.
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