IT IS WITH great humility and respect that I write this piece. I hope to inspire readers by relating a few of my personal experiences and observations.
Each day, as I make my way from home to work, I witness a multitude of social classes engaged in various activities.
Some people are jogging, walking and cycling on the road, while others enjoy a cup of coffee with friends at the quaint coffee shops. When driving past Greys Hospital in Pietermaritzburg, nurses, medical personnel and professionals, who represent the upper middle class, are making their way to places of employment or their offices.
Upon reaching the city centre, I notice masses of workers, loaded onto the back of vehicles being driven to different work sites.
The route from home to the…
