Lowo-ke kwakuwumbono walomkhankaso kusukela ekusungulweni kwawo NGUMPHATHI OMKHULU we AVBOB u-Frik Rademan osezobeka phansi izintambo: “Abantu babebekwa phambili njalo, ngaso sonke isikhathi abantu bethu beza kuqala. Singabanakekeli besiko lika wonke-wonke lokungcwaba, baleyonkambo yokugcina, okuyisikhathi sokucindezeleka esasiqonda ngokuthi kufanele sibenzele okuthile abantu bakithi – indlela yokukhuluma ngokulahlekelwa kwabo, indlela yokupholisa amanxeba.” Lowo mbono oyingqalabutho ka Mnu Rademan ekusunguleni lomkhankaso wabeka isisekelo esihle salokhu kukhula kwalomsebenzi okumangalisayo, nokubaluleka kwawo emphakathini. living with Stage IV breast cancer (advanced breast cancer). This CANNOT say I enjoyed my childhood very much, and understandably so. It was not nice to attend a normal school where there were no disabled children. But my mother treated me as a normal person, even if she was very sensitive to my special needs. Yet the reality of my disability did not go away. When other children ran to and fro, chasing the soccer ball, or playing hide and seek, I was not a part of that. My special shoes did not allow me to be free to do so. At least when I was at home, I could play soccer, swim in the river, play toys and ride bicycles with other children because I did not have to wear those heavy shoes that supported me to walk, without tiring and falling down at short notice. But even with community soccer teams, I had to be a goal keeper. That is, if we were having friendly matches. I would often be thrown out of the game if there was a money bat involved. Our opponents knew that my left leg was weak, so they would score on the left. Hence, I spent a great deal of time as a spectator of many a community soccer match rather than being a participant. It was often alienating and lonely. But my friends liked me because I was enthusiastic company, and I did not feel like I was not a part