The Worldwide Photo Walk happened to coincide with Mandela’s 91st birthday, which was being celebrated, amidst much hype, with a humungous supercharged concert at Radio City Music Hall in New York, of all places.
Actually, I feel a little irritated by the fact that the Yanks have taken over OUR Madiba.
“To celebrate the occasion, the Nelson Mandela Foundation has called on the public to honor his 67-year career in serving the country by devoting 67 minutes to charitable causes.”
“Mandela Day celebrates the idea that each individual has the power to transform the world, the ability to make an imprint.”
I think this is a great idea – and I hope it will inspire people to do such charitable acts throughout the year, rather than limiting this to a single day. It’s only by sustaining such levels of compassionate helping of those who are less fortunate that we can ‘transform the world’. One day a year just ain’t gonna do it.
I also do understand that the Father of our Nation is such an icon of wisdom and compassion that he cannot be claimed by one small country alone, and that it’s actually a GOOD thing if the rest of the world loves and admires him as much as we do, because his message of tolerance, peace and kindness towards our fellow human beings is truly a universal one.
I must insist that he IS ours. So, hands off!
Give the poor man some well-deserved rest so that he can sit in the warm glow of the African sun, by the side of his loving wife, surrounded by his grandchildren and great-grandchildren and telling them stories of his life and adventures.
If he was my grandfather, I would want to spend every possible moment with him, listening to his stories, learning from him, absorbing his wisdom, and making him laugh and smile.
After all, who knows how many more years, months, weeks, we will be blessed by his presence?
God bless you, Madiba. May your spirit be with us for ever.