“So,” Amanda turned towards me.
“What are you good at? What’s your forte?” She asked.
I shook my head as I considered who I used to be.
I used to go to an Elite school in Cape Town, South Africa.
The only thing that mattered was grades and sports.
I was good at everything. Back then my parents were very strict on me and ensured I was perfect.
Because my schedule was so tight I never experienced the things normal children would.
In fact, I had no friends. I was so miserable.
I used to be a world famous child model and an impressive athlete for someone so young.
I participated in almost everything and I was particularly very fast.
That meant I was good on the track field and I was a very fast swimmer.
But The past was in the past.
And it had been a very long time since I parti
