‘Love’s as hard as nails, Love is nails: Blunt, thick, hammered through the medial nerves of one who, having made us, knew the thing he had done, seeing (with all that is) our cross, and His’
From the poem ‘Love’s as warm as tears’ by C.S. Lewis
The day finally arrived when my dad picked me up after school and took me to ‘Surf Centre’ – the local surf shop right in the heart of Cape Town’s central business district. We had spoken about this day for months. I had proven myself to be truly committed to this sport and after many failed sessions on borrowed boards, some barely resined back together cloth and prayer or loaned to me from friends with older brothers. I had shown that I was ready to become the proud owner of my very first surfboard. Although second hand. To me it was to become my most valuable earthly possession.
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‘My first surfboard was a Lightning Bolt’ sketch and watercolour on paper by Jo Gernetzky