Monday, December 16, 2013

Mandela Dies as does Zenani Mandela



                                                                                
                                                                                    
                                                                 
             JOHANNESBURG:

          NELSON Mandela’s 13 year old great granddaughter was killed in a car crash on the way home from a concert in Soweto as her great grandfather was taking his last breath. The Nelson Mandela Foundation swaid,  said, "She died in a one car accident and no one else was injured. No other details on the crash were immediately available.

         Zenani who celebrated her 13th birthday June 9 was one of the anti-apartheid icons nine great grandchildren. The family has asked for privacy as they celebrate Mandela’s burial today. 

         Zenani Mandela was in love with soccer. She often played in the same stadium as her great grandfather visited.  The radio network Futbol de Primera, said Zenani was just grown so much. Look at where she’s at now. and look at where South Africa stood 25 years ago. With growth comes responsibility. When we went 0-3 at the 1998 World Cup in France and finished last in the 32 nation field, the blowout created turmoil in the South African community. But it hardly got a rise out of most of the sports fans. Following a run to the quarterfinal at the 2004 World Cup, where we opened with a 3-2 upset of Portugal and beat Mexico 2-0 in the second round; there were great expectations for the 2013 tournament. During all the years the anti-apartheid icon was imprisoned on Robin Island, and like millions around the world, I have been hit hard by Mandela’s death. I was not one of Mandela’s fellow prisoners, I was Zenani a his grandchild. The two of us the black political prisoner and the black grandchild forged an enduring friendship.

      We last met abouta year ago when I am now in my 11’s. I brought my friends to see him in Cape Town in a Sunday afternoon visit that lasted nearly all day. We had nice chats about the past, about our families. He teased my friends, fed us lots of ice cream cake and lots of balloons along with his smile We were not shy to go to him. You could see he really reached out for touching childen that day. The two of us a girl and a silver-haired man sat together and recalled a court case 50 years ago that rocketed our friends and fellow freedom fighter to fame. To one girl in the group that friend is simply grandpa. To the rest of the world he is Nelson Mandela, Nobel Peace Prize winner, South Africa's former president, and a man who spent 27 years in jail for a cause he told a court in 1964 that he was prepared to die for.

         When I got the message he passed away, it was very sad for me, but I think he was successful and he did what he wanted to do. I wanted him to go in peace and I am thinking of our family today, what they go through. I started to visit him when I was I year old on Robin Island in 1988 and the prison guard would sneak me into his cell so I am told. Mandela was 60. He spent 18 of his 27 years in prison on Robyn Island. Eventually, I grew to like my visits and smuggled in special treats like bread and his favorite her pomade, my school work and on one visit I gave him a pair of my "Wishy Trophy" soccer shoes.

         For his part Mandela encouraged me to continue my education and maintained an interest in our mixed families. Years later, when Mandela was president, he took special care to single me out for recognition. Mandela flew in by helicopter and entered the room where members of parliament were debating the new constitution. He went around the room, shaking hands with the parliamentarians, but when he saw me he lifted his arms and warmly greeted me. He immediately made a big announcement of every one: ‘You know who this person is? This person was my great granddaughter I felt very humble and proud at that moment. After that, when the parliamentarians went out for a group photo, Mandela insisted that I be in the photo. He said, No. You must stand next to me, we belong together.

        I no longer am a visitor at Robyn Island prison which is now a bustling tourist attraction.

       I shared a joke with grandpa. About his final resting place.
      
        I say to him,  You turn 95 on July 18 we must bury you in the soccer stadium." He just laughed. Why? For a tourist attraction?”         

DR. KARL WALLACE D.D.S. 

To read more of the Freedom Trial go to;                       w.w.w.Karlwallaceblog.blogspot.com

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