CHARMAIN NAIDOO: Insults over the Amazon will leave us all short of breath
I was publicly shamed when Mrs Cinnamon Skin announced that I was holding back the volleyball team (and her precious daughter) because I was ‘a passenger’
I was chubby as a child, and asthmatic. I huffed and puffed a lot. A lot. I also didn’t much look like the kids I grew up with.
I had pale skin — well, paler than the lovely mocha skins of my friends. Mine was the colouring, or lack of colouring, inherited by my mixed heritage — a curious combination of French, English and Zulu.