My first day of retirement from the International Cricket Council hit me like a sledgehammer.

It felt as though someone had switched off all the lights. No phone calls, no emails, no deadlines. And worse than that, no purpose!

I had never wanted to retire. My last job, based in Dubai from 2008 to 2015, as ICC global match officials’ manager, was my greatest work experience ever.

It was a privilege to work with 64 global match officials. I learned so much about people.

During my playing career, I never officially represented South Africa. I peaked in the years of SA cricket’s isolation.

I was picked for the Australian tour in 1971, but that was cancelled owing to the world’s revulsion of apartheid.

I was chuffed that my father, Pieter, was at Newlands when I was selected, as he was a South African player himself. I did eventually get to Australia, 34 years later, as Cricket South Africa Director of Cricket.

Cricket gave me so much. I’ll always be in its debt. Playing for Middlesex, Natal, Transvaal and the unofficial SA team against rebel tours was memorable, fun, and in hindsight, enough.

All that international exposure and hype was gifted to me when I worked for the ICC. Retirement in April 2015, after those heady ICC times, was difficult. Later that year, double cancer stopped me in my tracks.

After being laid low for a year, I emerged healthy, energetic, and enthusiastic, to continue a meaningful life in sport. But after all, I craved purpose.

I loved teaching, and leaving the profession was a difficult choice. As a young teacher at Maritzburg College, there was much joy and purpose in helping and seeing young men become adults.

In retirement, I wanted to regain that connection with the youth. Children reinvent themselves daily and show you the world through their innocent eyes.

Brad Bing of Sporting Chance and Milli Firth of Masicorp told me that Ukhanyo Primary in Masiphumelele was looking for someone to resuscitate cricket. This was an answer to my prayer.

Masiphumelele lies between Kommetjie and Noordhoek, outside of Cape Town. Its original name was a number: “Site 5”. Residents renamed the township to an isiXhosa phrase meaning “Let Us Succeed”.

I jumped at the chance to be part of the programme, and that is how my life in retirement changed.

I founded MasiSports to develop a wide-ranging sports and life-skills programme for a school called Ukhanyo.

Ukhanyo has 1,910 learners and is the sole primary school in the township, squashed into less than half a square kilometre. Of the 50 000 residents, 60 per cent are unemployed.

In the early 1980s, I became a member of the only white stokvel in SA. The stokvel movement is extraordinary as it encourages saving for retirement, even in the poorest areas.

Stokvel No. 1, as we were named, would gather with other stokvels in their homes or in a shebeen. Here we experienced for ourselves the township’s deep feelings of exclusion in the apartheid era.

Sadly, these wounds and feelings of helplessness in the economic and social South African system have not changed much under the new democracy.

The stokvel experience and my travels to the Asian cricket-playing countries helped me understand that the only permanent way to heal the divisions of wealth, race, gender and religion, was through a youth programme of sport, life skills and education in poor communities. Creating opportunities is the key and the mantra of MasiSports.

The smiles, the boundless energy, and the growth of the children at Ukhanyo have been inspirational.

Fortunately, money from generous donors has enabled us to expand the project to include Masiphumelele High School. This continuity is essential for our teenagers.

The MasiSports journey has brought us close to the community. Listening to and learning from the Masi stories has reinforced my view that creating opportunities for youth in poor communities is the key to a great South Africa.

We have built wonderful facilities and promote rugby, soccer, netball, cricket, cycling, athletics, and chess. The school now has the facilities to host inter-school matches, and the children wear their school kit with pride.

Life skills have to be experienced. They cannot be taught in a classroom. Sport demonstrates the need for discipline and teamwork. It teaches us how to be graceful in victory and defeat, and the importance of respect on the field.

I have found my purpose. My retirement is so full, that there aren’t enough hours in the day. And I love it!

To find out more about MasiSports, please visit https://masisports.co.za.