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Remembering the day Nelson Mandela was freed Remembering the day Nelson Mandela was freed
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Audrey Brown's memories of the day Nelson Mandela was released are still vivid Focus on Africa magazine By Audrey Brown BBC World ServiceAudrey Brown's memories of the day Nelson Mandela was released are still vivid Focus on Africa magazine By Audrey Brown BBC World Service
Nothing prepared me for the exhilaration that would begin bubbling through my blood, and explode into my soul, on 11 February, 1990.Nothing prepared me for the exhilaration that would begin bubbling through my blood, and explode into my soul, on 11 February, 1990.
Just a week earlier South Africa's last white president, FW de Klerk, had announced to the world that Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela would walk free from jail.Just a week earlier South Africa's last white president, FW de Klerk, had announced to the world that Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela would walk free from jail.
The moment Nelson Mandela was freed - First broadcast 11 February 1990
At the time, I was a cub reporter for the crusading anti-apartheid newspaper Vrye Weekblad. And I was breaking up with my long-term boyfriend and consolidating a relationship with someone else.At the time, I was a cub reporter for the crusading anti-apartheid newspaper Vrye Weekblad. And I was breaking up with my long-term boyfriend and consolidating a relationship with someone else.
But my love-life took a back seat as one of the most exciting events in my personal and professional life began to unfold.But my love-life took a back seat as one of the most exciting events in my personal and professional life began to unfold.
It may sound lofty now - but this political event was personal.It may sound lofty now - but this political event was personal.
Delirious joyDelirious joy
Everything my family and comrades had held to be true - that we would defeat apartheid, that all the authentic leaders of the people of South Africa would be freed and that our true aspirations would finally be realised - was about to come true.Everything my family and comrades had held to be true - that we would defeat apartheid, that all the authentic leaders of the people of South Africa would be freed and that our true aspirations would finally be realised - was about to come true.
We marched through the streets of Johannesburg, taunting the police with our victory chants. They chased us and beat us up. Mandela freed: Your memoriesWe marched through the streets of Johannesburg, taunting the police with our victory chants. They chased us and beat us up. Mandela freed: Your memories
I laughed with delirious joy because everything was suddenly possible, just like we knew it was when - as singing children - we threw stones at the staggering giant that was apartheid.I laughed with delirious joy because everything was suddenly possible, just like we knew it was when - as singing children - we threw stones at the staggering giant that was apartheid.
I cried because so many of my friends and family had died trying to make this happen, waiting for it to happen.I cried because so many of my friends and family had died trying to make this happen, waiting for it to happen.
I so wished that my maternal grandfather was alive to witness the day.I so wished that my maternal grandfather was alive to witness the day.
My paternal grandfather had gone into exile in the 1950s and this meant we would finally meet him - and the aunt, uncles and cousins we did not know.My paternal grandfather had gone into exile in the 1950s and this meant we would finally meet him - and the aunt, uncles and cousins we did not know.
Whole againWhole again
My father and his siblings would see their father again after 31 years.My father and his siblings would see their father again after 31 years.
My grandmother would be reunited with the man who had left her with their four children to go into exile.My grandmother would be reunited with the man who had left her with their four children to go into exile.
I would find out what had happened to my friends who had disappeared across the borders, to go and fight to bring this day closer.I would find out what had happened to my friends who had disappeared across the borders, to go and fight to bring this day closer.
My family - and my country - would be whole again.My family - and my country - would be whole again.
We marched through the streets of Johannesburg, taunting the police with our victory chants. They chased us and beat us up.We marched through the streets of Johannesburg, taunting the police with our victory chants. They chased us and beat us up.
The old beast tried hard to put the joyous genie of victory back into the bottle of repression.The old beast tried hard to put the joyous genie of victory back into the bottle of repression.
The keyThe key
One of my colleagues - a white Afrikaner - ended up with a bloodied face, dazed from a policeman's club - on the cover of the magazine Index on Censorship.One of my colleagues - a white Afrikaner - ended up with a bloodied face, dazed from a policeman's club - on the cover of the magazine Index on Censorship.
Mandela raises his fist as he walks free from prison in 1991Mandela raises his fist as he walks free from prison in 1991
But nothing felt like pain and nothing felt like work that week as we started putting together a special edition of our newspaper.But nothing felt like pain and nothing felt like work that week as we started putting together a special edition of our newspaper.
And then it was Sunday.And then it was Sunday.
With a new boyfriend and old friends - and a towering joy - I sat in front of the television, waiting to see the man whose release was key to ending the political crisis in South Africa.With a new boyfriend and old friends - and a towering joy - I sat in front of the television, waiting to see the man whose release was key to ending the political crisis in South Africa.
I know it sounds a bit silly but it did feel a bit like waiting to see the bride's dress at an important wedding; or waiting to see a beloved and long-awaited newborn baby for the first time.I know it sounds a bit silly but it did feel a bit like waiting to see the bride's dress at an important wedding; or waiting to see a beloved and long-awaited newborn baby for the first time.
We did not know what he would look like or what he would be like.We did not know what he would look like or what he would be like.
In a way we did not care, because the very fact of his release represented the sum total of our achievement.In a way we did not care, because the very fact of his release represented the sum total of our achievement.
'There he is now...''There he is now...'
Apartheid was finally defeated.Apartheid was finally defeated.
It had stumbled under the words of disgust and condemnation from the whole world, and the sacrifice of millions inside and outside South Africa.It had stumbled under the words of disgust and condemnation from the whole world, and the sacrifice of millions inside and outside South Africa.
Mr Mandela's release was proof that it had finally fallen. We had won.Mr Mandela's release was proof that it had finally fallen. We had won.
Nothing could be better than this. I was thinking all those things as I waited to see him.Nothing could be better than this. I was thinking all those things as I waited to see him.
The world had stopped to watch with us and everyone was subjected to the same stolid commentary from the South African Broadcasting Corporation's anchorman.The world had stopped to watch with us and everyone was subjected to the same stolid commentary from the South African Broadcasting Corporation's anchorman.
Then the moustached presenter - so typical of the old South Africa - said: "There he is now…" or words to that effect; and a tall, upright man in a suit walked slowly out into the sunshine, holding his beautiful wife's hand and raising the other in a black power salute.Then the moustached presenter - so typical of the old South Africa - said: "There he is now…" or words to that effect; and a tall, upright man in a suit walked slowly out into the sunshine, holding his beautiful wife's hand and raising the other in a black power salute.
That is when the very centre of my soul suddenly flamed and melted into a burnished joy that has flared and faded over time as South Africa went through, and continues to suffer, a painful rebirth.That is when the very centre of my soul suddenly flamed and melted into a burnished joy that has flared and faded over time as South Africa went through, and continues to suffer, a painful rebirth.
As I think of that day now, I feel that molten-core flame again and I know that - whatever happens to my country and my continent - it will never really be extinguished.As I think of that day now, I feel that molten-core flame again and I know that - whatever happens to my country and my continent - it will never really be extinguished.
Audrey Brown worked as a print and broadcast journalist in South Africa before joining the African News and Current Affairs department of the BBC World Service . She is currently a presenter of World Service programmes including World Briefing .Audrey Brown worked as a print and broadcast journalist in South Africa before joining the African News and Current Affairs department of the BBC World Service . She is currently a presenter of World Service programmes including World Briefing .