Today was a very interesting and exciting day- not only did we get to go to Robben Island, but we were touring it with Nelson Mandela’s cellmate, Ahmed M. Kathrada. Also guiding us on the tour was our professor’s college friend who was the granddaughter of Albert Lutuli, former president of the ANC and Nobel Peace Prize winner. To say it was a somewhat unreal experience is a little more of an understatement than anything else.
The island itself is very beautiful, which is kind of weird considering that so many people were in prison there for years without ever getting to see it. Mr. Kathrada was a very interesting man, which was not surprising to me but what set me back a little bit was the fact that he was so willing to give us the tour of the island when about 20 years ago he was imprisoned there. He was also 1 of the 8 that were convicted alongside Mr. Mandela for conspiracy against the government. It was truly an honor to be in his presence. He had cancelled a dinner and flew in from Johannesburg to give our group a tour!
We walked through the initial archway and immediately into the prison. Mr. Katrhrada first showed us Mr. Mandela’s cell. It was so small; I don’t even know what to properly compare it too. We walked down the hallway they walked every morning for 20+ years to the cafeteria. We then heard Mr. Kathrada speak about his experiences.
It was chilling. He spoke about being in exile, the trials, the day-to-day life, Apartheid, his release, and his relationship with Mr. Mandela. He then took questions, when he was asked how it felt to return to the island for the first time as a free man. He grew silent and tears were in his eyes. The initial trip back was terrifying for him, as I could never imagine the pain of remembering the long years. But he said the main motive that kept them going was knowing that Robben Island was the only political prison where the police were not allowed to torture the prisoners to death. But mental attacks were a different story. These men, especially Mr. Mandela, never saw their children grow because no one under 16 is allowed on the island. When family members died, like Mr. Mandela’s mother and son, their request to attend the funeral was normally rejected. The mental anguish these men faced is something that should have broken a person, but they kept fighting for what they believed in—equality and freedom. I really can't explain how amazing of a trip it was and believe it was one of the most moving experiences of my life. Walking the same paths as the political prisoners was an eerie, surreal feeling. It was the funniest thing when he was talking about all the people he has taken to Robben Island (which is a huge number and the list was impressive) and he said he was taken Beyonce on a tour and had no idea who she was. He said he went through the whole day talking to her about the island and everything and really had no idea who she was until they got back to the mainland and he say her billboard and said "Is that you?"
We left Robben Island and returned to the mainland. It was a beautiful day and I had just walked the same halls as the most important South African and world human rights activist in history to date, and of course I got him to sign a copy of his book!
Travel on,
Seth