Before going to
Robben Island, we had the great opportunity to meet a political activist who
had been in exile for part of apartheid. It was amazing to hear firsthand about
the movement from someone who was clearly so passionate and connected to the
movement. He set the historical context for us to understand the pre and post
apartheid South Africa. Robben Island to him was the model South African
society, which mainland South Africa aspired to. Listening to this, before going
to Robben Island helped us understand the context of things, and engage more
with what we saw.
To get to Robben
Island we had to take a ferry. The landscape from the ferry was absolutely
beautiful, and a couple of us could not help but sit on the outside and watch
the waves crush against each other. Something you never get used to in Cape
Town is the mountains. Regardless of where you are in the city, there will
always be scenic mountains peaking through the clouds. At some point, you have
to stop yourself from taking pictures otherwise these could absolutely take up
all your phone memory.
The ferry ride
was about half an hour. We luckily had our own bus that took us first to the
prison, where we got to see and take pictures in the cell where Nelson Mandela
resided. Pretty much no one knew how to
pose for a picture in the cell. It was only after one of the trip coordinators,
Jonathan, hilariously locked someone in the cell getting a great behind-bars
shot, that we all continued the trend. It was a tiny cell, but it held so much
significance it was one of things I had been most excited to see in Robben
Island.
The tour guide
was an ex prisoner and so he described a lot about life and the transnational
cooperation to acquire livable conditions for prisoners. After this, we got to
see the isolated cell where Robert Sobukwe, another prominent figure within the
apartheid movement, was forced to live. Because he spoke so many of the 11
national languages, he had to be in isolation because the government feared he
would be too influential and threatening. Here, there were letters for his
family because they were only allowed to see him for a limited amount of time
per year.
- Michelle
- Michelle
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