District Six Museum

Helllo everyone,

Sorry about the cut off last night I was just too tired to write anymore but before I continue I just want to point out that I feel like I get emotional a lot…I do, deal with it, runs in the family – I’ll try to leave it for the more extreme moment from now on to spare you. 

Ok so, the remainder of the day yesterday did not get any easier, in fact I think the next part hit even harder.  We went to the district six museum.  This is a place that shows/tells us about the forceful displacement of the blacks and the coloreds from their homes.  In 1950, the groups area act declared a low that whites could live wherever they so choose for whatever reason, allowing them to displace preoccupied individuals of the land.  One of the most prominent acts of this law was on district 6 in Cape Town.  In 1966, blacks were forcefully expelled from the city.  The speaker at this museum was a victim of this violence.  He and his family were among the many displaced from their homes.  You could hear the anger and frustration that still lingered in his voice, the pain he felt and the emotion he was trying to convey.  He was a spectacular speaker, emphasising the most important aspects of his story and the history behind what happened.  He spoke about the horrors and the struggles that came from this event, and the remaining struggle that followed.  However, he also spoke about the strength and pride and hope he had and that he wanted to spread to everyone.   He wanted to inflict pain yet strike hope, and he very much did so.

 “whether we are white, black, colored or Indian we are all from the same race – the human race.  Yet we are the only species with ears on our heads as ornaments..because we never listen…Animals kill for the need of survival, people kill to kill, and it’s from selfishness and greed..”

...think about it

(ill post again tonight about today or early in the AM)

Goeie Nag