When An Angel Touches The Sky

If there are dreams about a beautiful

South Africa, there are also roads

that lead to their goal.

Two of these roads could be named

Goodness and Forgiveness

 Nelson Mandela

 It’s Friday evening, dark outside, there’s snow on the ground and I am happy to be home from work. I haven’t written anything for Sweet Conclusions in almost as long as I can remember. I just haven’t had the time. Days and nights become blurred and before you know it, weeks are rolling into months. As many of you already know, I work at a school in Kungsbacka, on Sweden’s west coast. I think I have the best job in the world. Then of course, I have my books. It’s not just the writing of a book that takes time. Once a book is written, it must be sent away to be edited and then I must read it again to check those edits before going back to the publisher. Right now I have three books with my publisher and the work is just mounting up. Of course, I’m not complaining. It’s the life I chose and the life I love. It does cut into my time though.


This evening I have chosen to take a break though. We had a really bad ice storm with gale force winds last night. The power was off for several hours and the wind raged on throughout the dark of night. Luckily it was back on by the time my cell phone alarm clock went off this morning. I put the coffee on, took a shower and made myself something to eat. Then I seated myself to watch the news before heading to work. It’s not the ice storm from last night that I shall remember. It’s the fact that Nelson Mandela died last night. A great man has left us, has claimed his wings and touched the sky.

Born in July of 1918, Nelson Mandela helped bring an end to apartheid and has been a global advocate for human rights. A member of the African National Congress Party, he was a leader of both peaceful protests and armed resistance against the white minority’s oppressive regime in a racially divided South Africa. He spent twenty-seven years in prison and he became the face of the anti-apartheid movement both within his country and internationally. He was finally released in 1990 and in 1994; he became the first black president of South Africa.

I still remember hearing the song, ‘Free Nelson Mandela’ in my early teens. It was performed by the Coventry-based band ‘The Special AKA’. That was back in 1984. Now we can really talk about time flying. I never really understood what made white South Africans think they had the right to repress black South Africans. After all, Africa is a black country and white men only ruled it because they took it by force. So thank you Nelson Mandela for standing up and making the black voice heard. Thank you for the sacrifices you made for your people, for the hell you went through at Robben Island Prison. Thank you for your bravery and the message of peace that you spread across this planet. Thank you, Nelson Mandela.


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