The Soweto Mandela Leaves Behind

Child letter to Mandela

A boy kicks a football in the red, barren dust. A cloud of burned, breathless amber follows his feet as he runs. The background is flat and empty; the foreground laced with wire.

That’s the image I had of Soweto, South Africa’s most notorious township: a sprawling no man’s land south west of Joburg (itself a byword for danger) with only barefoot feet and a chequered ball distinguishing it from every other impoverished, sterile desert in the world.

Blue band in Soweto

The Real Soweto

So, as I found myself engulfed one Sunday morning by a marching band, an evangelist choir and more children than I could balance on one shiny rental bike  – no lock, no need – I had a Sowetan epiphany.

My eyes flashed along the tree-lined tarmac roads that followed the swollen contours of the earth and they turned inwards instead to ask myself this: where on earth had I got those other mental images?

TV, I expect, or the cinema. News bulletins, football adverts, films.

And the truth is, of course, that there are places like that in Soweto. It’s just that that’s half the story. Less than that in fact.

Cycling in Soweto

The Soweto Mandela Leaves Behind

 Soweto seems as apt a place as any to visit when contemplating Nelson Mandela’s role in the world. While 18 of his 27 imprisoned years took place on Robben Island, it was in Soweto that he lived a free man, worked as a lawyer, teamed up with Oliver Tambo & the ANC and became a fugitive from the law.

It was Soweto where 13-year-old Hector Pieterson was killed.

And Soweto where Mandela returned when released from prison after all those years.

What I find all the more extraordinary, is just how close by those events took place. Soweto itself covers an area of 150 square kilometres yet within about twenty minutes, you can walk past those world-changing landmarks and take in Archbishop Tutu’s home too.

Cycling in Soweto

This is the polished side of Soweto: signposts mark the heritage trail and tourist coaches line up beside overflowing restaurants.

It’s a far cry from the sewage-soaked mud channels that lurch between corrugated roofs, where men huddle in darkness drinking homebrew from cartons and dead rats lie within sight of the communal tap. That’s elsewhere within this South African 150 square k.

Soweto BBQ

Raw Soweto

So, too, is a nightclub we stop at for the chance of a bite to eat – or a braai. We pick a plateful of red raw meat and wait as it sizzles and smokes.

We attract attention.

“You do know where you are, right?” asks one man, concerned for my safety – or perhaps it’s for my sanity.

“You are welcome here, my friend,” says another, throwing his arms around me. “The people I work for are white,” he adds, “and they never come out to Soweto.”

Raw meat in Soweto After the third or fourth person responds in a similar way, I’m not sure whether to feel at ease or on edge with regards to my place right here in the crowd.

“I don’t know whether you know this,” confides one in a drunken confessional whisper in between wanting to marry my friend, “but we used to have some race problems around here.” He waves his hand through the air. “Some problems between black and white.”

Ah, yes, I assure him. I knew.

 Freeee-ee Nelson Mandel-A!

Back in 1990, I was a child in school. I remember singing songs, wearing T shirts and swaying away to  Freee-ee Nelson Mandel-A! (The outstanding Apartheid Museum has an excellent recap of the period if you are in Joburg and fancy a trip down memory lane.)

Much like watching the fall of the Berlin Wall, I had enough wisdom to notice that something momentous was happening, but not really enough to appreciate what it was.

Mandela drawing The International Response At The Time

Nor did I realise, til many years later, that the one paved the way for the other. The US and UK had followed a very uncomfortable diplomatic path when it came to Apartheid. Criticism and sanctions, yes, but also tacit support. US intelligence did lead to Mandela’s arrest after all.

Since Uncle Sam saw the ANC as communist allies, it made sense that the fall of the Soviet Union coincided with the release of the ANC. For although Mandela embodied the public struggle, he wasn’t alone in those decades of confinement. Eight other men received sentences for life imprisonment on that fateful day in 1964, essentially the top echelons of the ANC at the time.

Still, in my childhood eyes, a terrible wrong had been righted and now life could go on as normal. I hadn’t yet the experience to realize that that’s seldom the path fate takes. That revenge, retribution and retaliation are the factors that far more frequently storm into town.

 I hadn’t yet the experience to realize that that’s seldom the path fate takes. That revenge, retribution and retaliation are the factors that far more frequently storm into town. 

The Word on the Street

“When he came out, we were ready,” said a driver I’d met in Cape Town. Like many men of his generation, he’d forgone an education in order to join the struggle. He too had been imprisoned. He too had been subject to appalling laws, police brutality and endless hardship.

“If Mandela had said it is time to fight back, to drive them into the sea, there is no doubt in my mind that we were ready.”

Now, of course, he laces his fingers behind his head and smiles. “Thankfully, he did not do that.”

No, as the world now knows, Mandela followed the schoolyard dream instead. One when warring parties apologize, try to make amends and begin to build a future together. One where instead of fighting over who owns what piece of land, there’s acceptance that since we’re all here, we should all learn to try to get along.

A baby in Soweto

 Respect

If I admired what Mandela stood for then, I have almost no words to describe how I feel now. Now that life has taught me just how hard it can be for any of us to truly forgive and to make amends within our own private struggles, let alone when contemplating a lifetime – and loved ones – lost.

And it should make us wonder about those whom we call terrorists now. Listen to their grievances. And question, just be absolutely sure, that we’re making the right call this time around.

 And what now for South Africa?

“The white man is scared we are going to drive him into the sea!” cries another of the drivers I met in Cape Town, a man with silver hair, an aching chest of stories and something of a twinkle in his eye.

This seems a strange concern in Soweto, not least because we’re 500 km from the coast. But also because it hasn’t been my experience of the country. And because when twenty children clamour for you to take their photo it’s hard to think of anything else at all.

Children in Soweto

But later, much later, as the clouds drift across wings of metal and the red dust plains seem so far below, I can only hope – perhaps even assume – that these fears are as groundless as those that came before them.

And I think of these iconic words:

I have fought against white domination, and I have fought against black domination. I have cherished the ideal of a democratic and free society in which all persons live together in harmony and with equal opportunities. It is an ideal which I hope to live for and to achieve. But if needs be, it is an ideal for which I am prepared to die. Mandela

While Mandela may not have written them, he spoke them and he lived them. And, quite simply, the world is better as a result.

That’s the real legacy of Mandela in Soweto, if not in over a million souls across the world.

For to be free is not merely to cast off one’s chains, but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others.

Nelson Mandela, RIP.

Following the Madiba Trail in South Africa

I’d highly recommend a trip to the Apartheid Museum in Johannesburg as well as the Lilliesleaf Trust, where most of those tried in the Rivonia Trial were captured. Also, there’s nothing like visiting Robben Island to take in the size of the cell and the sense of isolation from the world.

Disclosure – I visited Johannesburg as a guest of Go To South Africa and South African Airways. All views, however, remain my own. Except for where I’ve quoted Mandela. Where I trust the distinction is obvious…

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9 Responses to The Soweto Mandela Leaves Behind

  1. Azhar Khan (Globe Glimpser) December 6, 2013 at 8:36 pm #

    Great Post! I’m really keen to explore Soweto without a car which is fine but am hesitant to lug expensive or inexpensive gear for that matter. What was your experience like? Is it safe?

    • Rebecca December 7, 2013 at 5:55 am #

      Hi Azhar. I visited with Usizo tours (http://soweto.mahoonas.co.za/index.htm) and we did a walking tour – it was a great opportunity to see life in Soweto from the ground, rather than from a bus window. My friend had expensive camera gear with her but we had no problems as we were with a lady from Soweto. She took us to her house, we met people who lived there, and visited the important sites like Mandela’s house. Highly recommended.

    • Abi King December 11, 2013 at 10:53 am #

      I had expensive camera gear with me – no problem (but be prepared for kids to want to hold it to see any photos you take of them.) I wouldn’t wear expensive jewellery etc but that holds true for any large city.

  2. Rebecca December 7, 2013 at 5:52 am #

    I visited Soweto a few years ago and we travelled on foot and by minibus. We had white friends in South Africa who thought we were crazy. But the entire time we felt safe and everyone looked out for us. Great post. Such a loss.

    • Abi King December 11, 2013 at 10:54 am #

      Thank you. Good to hear more stories about positive experiences in Soweto!

  3. Daniela December 9, 2013 at 12:47 pm #

    I was there earlier this autumn and had a walking tour with Joe from JMT Tours (www.jmttours.co.za). He is a born and bred Soweto tour guide, with so much insight into the area – I would highly recommend. He can also arrange inner-city tours, so a great guy to have by your side when in Joburg.

    Another fun way to see the township, is on two wheels (check these guys out – http://www.cycleinsoweto.com).

    Between Joe and cycling, you will definitely get a great feel for the area!

    • Abi King December 11, 2013 at 10:55 am #

      Thanks for the info – I agree, they’re great ways to see the place.

  4. Wesley January 14, 2014 at 4:01 am #

    Madela was an amassing men

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