Remembering Madiba
Remembering Madiba - MarkMaunder dot com

    

        
                
                    

                    
                        I’m at a loss of what to write about Madiba’s passing. I’m deeply saddened. If you’re expecting an email from me today, forget it. I’m at home, drinking strong beer and remembering the guy who saved South Africa’s ass from the fire of a racist government and post apartheid anger.
I was in The Parade (Cape Town central square at the town hall) when Mandela was released from prison in the early 90’s thanks to the deep political interest my parents had and the vision of realizing we would witness history by attending. I heard his first public speech after being released from Victor Verster Prison far in the distance. I couldn’t make out the words, but being there was enough.
And then we all watched him work a miracle that ensured that South Africa wouldn’t burn. That it would have a shot at prospering.
When I think of Madiba now the visual I have is C. S. Lewis’s Aslan.
Rest in peace Great Lion.
                    

                    
                

                	
	
    
