A Hester street Wisdom story
a 3-4 minute read
Wisdoms from the Kalahari

This is a story about slowing down before life does it for you.
My original regulator as a child, was the Kalahari.
Big land. Big skies.
Hot sand. Too hot to stand still. Too hot to run.
The kind of heat that makes you hop, panic, and forget what you already know.
My lesson was that beneath the heat, there’s always cool. Always. You just need to dig in. As a child I spent my holidays on my grandparents’ farm in the Kalahari.
One day, after getting provisions in the nearest town, our “bakkie” broke down. Waiting for help wasn’t an option. The only thing to do was head on home with a few of the essentials.
“Don’t run. Slow down,” my grandfather said, gently pulling me back.
“I can’t,” I protested. “The sand is burning my feet.”
The Kalahari sand doesn’t negotiate. It scorches the surface. I was hopping, clambering, trying to lift myself off the sand instead of leaning into it.
He stopped, put down his load, and sat me on his knee.
“Dig in,” he whispered.
“Right under the hot, hot, there’s cool, cool. I promise.”
Toes first. Find the cool. Shift your weight only once you feel it.
It wasn’t a philosophy. It was instruction.
He was already carrying enough — feed from town, essentials were left on
the broken – down truck which meant the baboons barking wildly in the hills, would eat well that night.
And, life on a farm doesn’t reward impatience. Only take the basics.
The absolute necessary. You learn by doing, or you learn the hard way.
“I can’t,” I insisted.
“How do you know?” he asked. “Have you tried?”
That question followed me out of the Kalahari and into adulthood.
Because the body always remembers what the mind forgets.
Ask my left thumb.
There’s a groove in it — a small, permanent reminder — of the day I closed a pellet gun barrel too quickly, too confidently, with my thumb still in the slot.
I was thrown backwards, gun attached to thumb, forced into the Kalahari stillness by pain.
I learnt that if you don’t slow down willingly, the land — or the body — will do it for you.
So when I say dig in, I mean it literally. There is always cool beneath the heat.