Zanele
Ngwenyama
From January
to March I was privileged to work with an American agency that brings
volunteers from the States to South Africa. One of their main goals is to learn
about South African culture and we learn from them. I was teaching a group of
three the XiTsonga language and working as a translator for them in rural
communities of Limpopo. In between sessions we had cultural sessions where we
taught them about our way of life and they told us about theirs. I realised
that as much as there are differences, it’s the similarities that surprised me
more and showed me that humans still respond to human emotions, no matter where
they’re from in the wold.
The young
Americans would get to stay with host families in the rural areas. African
Americans later raised their concern of how white people in the group were
preferred over them, simply because race.
It didn’t matter that the young Americans were all bringing similar
skills to the area and much needed help. One host parent complained when she
realised that she was to host an African American. She demanded that the person
that was to stay in her home be switched, just so she could host a white
person. African Americans felt degraded as a result of the rejection.
This has
surprised me with issues of race and how some of our people in the rural areas
still believe in the superiority of a white person. This is something that
apartheid taught us, but we didn’t realise how hard to change what we had been
taught by the master would be. It is stuck in the minds of many who still
believe their inferiority to white people, people who think a brush with
whiteness would give them bragging rights within their communities.
Africa Day
will be celebrated when this week ends. We shout about how free we are from
chains of colonialism, chains of apartheid and how we, as South Africans, can
now attend schools with white people. But I wonder how long it is going to take time to remove the damage from the mind as
prejudices from generations before us are passed down to us and we would then
pass them down to the next generation.
As I wonder
about a mind that is still colonised in our rural areas, I also worry how those
young African American volunteers must have felt when they faced rejection in
rural Limpopo. I wonder about the story of South Africa they are going to tell
back home and I worry that that they will feel fooled by the media that told
them about people that have moved on and see no skin colour, I worry that they
will think Invictus lied to them and they will see that the rainbow nation
doesn’t really exist as long as the black man sees themselves as inferior to
the white man.
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