The flag under which our troops, men and women of different ethnic backgrounds, fought side by side, and gained glory for SA in WW2Written at midnight, December 31,2008
So here I am, crying my eyes out after listening to the song 'STAND BY ME' on YouTube and hearing black people in South Africa sing in harmony as no other people can - because it's their special, God-given gift. I think of my Dutch ancestors who came with Jan van Riebeeck to found a new country in 1652, my French forebears who, fleeing from religious persecution in France, arrived in Table Bay on the 4th of August, 1688, on the Berg China; my great-grandfather (the 'Frank hero' or 'Frans Held' of Bronkhorstspruit); my great-grandmother who died in a concentration camp during the Boer War; my awesome father for whom flags flew at half mast and all places of business were closed on the day of his funeral ... and I ask myself, "How did we South Africans, white and black, manage to make such a mess of things?"
