Apartheid at 9pm

Johan TredouxBlog

An experience that will forever be imprinted on my mind happened when I was nine years old in a small town called Rustenburg, 60 miles from Johannesburg in the Rep. of South Africa.  I have fond memories of my growing-up … Read More

Telling Stories

Johan TredouxBlog

My grandfather on my Dad’s side was a great storyteller.  At a time in South Africa when there was no television, our imaginations came alive and created a virtual world as we listened to stories on the radio and storytellers … Read More