As the group of 18 of us boarded the ferry to the island
the weather was casting a dreary sense around us. The clouds and fog were so
dense that we could barely see the dolphins that swam right next to the ferry.
While we were the only 18 crazy Americans with shorts on, the day was going to
be a good one.
Arriving on the Island we boarded a bus to tour the
island. While the island has very few inhabitants now, the guides and guards still
live on the island with a working post office there is not much else
civilization for the people. The history though makes it all worth it.
We bused around the island for about 1 ½ seeing the
different areas that people who were jailed worked in. Limestone was mined on
the island and for years the protective gear was unavailable for the workers.
So many of them suffered from breathing in the harsh chemicals and the light
that reflected off the limestone damaged their eyes. Mr. Nelson Mandela was one
of those people who were greatly affected by this.
Mandela was jailed on the island for over 10 years. He
lived in a very small cell and was only allowed out during the working times.
He of course is the sung hero of all of the political developments of the
country. After he was released Mandela became President of the country, long
before the island even closed.
Today the people who visit the country of course go to
see where Mr. Mandela spent so many years of his life, but there are many
unsung hero that have a story on the island. This is just one of many areas in
Africa that tell so much about the past of what people went through during
political indifferences of the country.
For me Robben Island was one of my favorite places we
have been to. As a Social Studies major this was right up my alley, but like
Sean and I were talking about how can I enjoy something so much that was so
wrong and so painful for others. But I told him that it’s all about learning
about the past and continuing for a better future.
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