by Deon-Simphiwe Skade
A view from a village called Nxasa in Tsolo, Eastern Cape. Photo: © Deon-Simphiwe Skade |
There are folds in the sky above the village of Mpunkone near
Tsolo in the Eastern Cape. The folds are so grey and so tremendous – so sinister!
The large wrinkles also appear to be like a blanket in the sky that is drooping
so low it may tear in the middle to pour out large rivers of rain. There is
going to be a huge downpour! And those boys below that big fruitless tree better
run away and hide. Otherwise, they may be soaked by the imminent rain and possibly
catch cold or fever. Getting sick may be the last thing they need. For their
dreams may be interrupted for a few days; so is their playing in the fields and
their learning! This inevitably means that the boys under the tree would not be
seen together for a few days. Only the ones who would have taken precaution against
the rain would be free to roam about the village and play. But even so, playing
and learning would be less fun now that there would be a few of them out there.
Children cannot afford to have these kinds of interruptions. They are Mandela’s
children and the old man wants to see all of them dream and prosper in good health.
That is why that lot below that big fruitless tree need to stay clear of the
coming rain, before it starts pouring down. They have South Africa’s dreams to protect
– Mandela’s dreams! And just how big those boys’ dreams are is a wonder. I
suppose their dreams could be as big as the universe and as infinite as their
imaginations allow them. They are children after all; their minds are always hungry for
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