i am just thinking about how that day in April must have felt for all those who we force fulled removed from the District 6. The got letters saying that they would have to relocated to the cape flats, bonta's. lavis. Mplain and so on at the end of May and 6 months later the bulldozers came and just drove over a lively hood that once thrived
I listen to my grandma today as she old me about the old days and how she was so glad for the 4 roomed house in lavis that the gov would give her when she moved, as she only had a house with 2 rooms back then. She did not say anything bad about apartheid or white people or being poor. She just remembered the music and who she would dance and be so in love with da sailor(grand pa) who was so much older and so in control. I felt so angry, what she was so o.k with that. She told me that forgiveness for all things past and things to come are more important than living with what if". So i wish i grow up on the other side of the track and went to a nice school and had nice things and my own room and for along time people wished they were white. I can see why.
We now have another war , the war against poverty , the line between rich and poor is so wide. HOPE is all they have, so why am i complaining. And Jesus did say the poor will always be with you...so i am a prayer warrior for poverty of the heart and of this life, from SA to Mexico to Roianda and Haiti.
just to a few fat cats leave so many hungry....
cheers
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