A necessary stop – well worth a day. Devastating in just the right way. I learned much more history than I knew before.
The pillars of the South African constitution: democracy, equality, reconciliation, diversity, responsibility, respect, and freedom. The entry into the museum was proscribed by random tickets – different entries for blacks, whites, and colored (everyone else.) Entry for whites was a bright sunny ramp, for blacks, narrow and dark steep stairs. An homage to the San, the indigenous occupants of South Africa. words in the San language An introduction to many contemporary South African citizens. Their stories and the stories of their ancestors are described in the museum. The museum architecture carries the visitor up and to views of the city… … then back down into the building, where photos are not allowed. An artist’s take on Nelson Mandela’s prison cell… the size is accurate. Coming out of the exhibits on apartheid, one is faced with a staircase ascending into the sky. The top of the platform brings you to a lovely view, a hopeful cityscape. This desert plant represented South Africa in my mind. Dry, sharply cutting, rising, reaching….
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Patti Maxwell
September 29, 2019 at 3:18 pmI liked your analogy of the desert plant and to your view of South Africa. I wish more people could experience what segregation and prejudice look and feel like.
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