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But some experiences in which we realize with amazement, not only with horror, as we are accomplices of ours, and that of others, imprisonment .
Below are recounted two moments of wonder and horror that writer realizes have automatically assumed presuposti dell'appartheid . *
"One day, going to the city, I saw a white lady sitting on the drainage ditch next to the sidewalk, sucking the fish bones. He was young and rather attractive, but obviously poor and homeless. Of course I knew that there were poor whites, whites whose misery had nothing to envy to that of blacks, but seldom happened to see them.
I used to see beggars in the streets blacks, and to see a white hit me. While blacks do not usually beggars I was begging, I felt the urge to give the woman money.
At that mi avvidi di quali scherzi giocava alla gente l’appartheid, rendendole insensibili ai travagli quotidiani dei neri, pur lasciandole capaci di commuoversi alla sofferenza dei bianchi . In Sudafrica, essere poveri e neri era normale , essere poveri e bianchi una tragedia . " (pag 186).
"Facemmo tappa brevemente a Kartoum dove ci trasferimmo su un aereo delle linee etiopiche che ci avrebbe portati ad Adis. Lì feci una esperienza alquanto strana: mentre salivo a bordo mi accorsi che il pilota era un nero, e per un attimo fui preso dal panico . Come poteva un nero pilotare un aereo? Ma subito mi accorsi del tranello: anche io ricadevo negli schemi dell’appartheid, according to which Africans were inferior and fly a plane by white was a job. "(p. 282).
(* Autobiography of Nelson Mandela , paperback Press, 1997)
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