On March 21, 1990, The Namibian flag was raised for the first time at the National Stadium. Independence from South Africa realized. The quest for the separation and autonomy of South West Africa (Namibia) began in 1947 through deliberations with the UN, but liberation did not come easily and the people experienced much suffering in the years that followed. Six years of drought fell upon the region and with this came major economic struggles. Apartheid (separation and racial segregation) was law from 1948 to 1990. Deliberations between UN officials, South West Africa, and South Africa were unsuccessful, resulting in military action.
The resiliency of the people of Namibia is outstanding. The country is only 21 years old (I was not even two when this country declared independence, and certainly had no idea then that I would call it home temporarily twenty years later!). Though the students I taught are to young to have personally experienced the trauma of military action, I remember some telling me of their fears that war would return to their nation. Memories are still very fresh for most Namibians, and even those not directly involved or affected, know someone who was a part of the fight for freedom.
Though much progress has happened in Namibia, remnants of former ways are still present. For example, I just finished reading an article on Allafrica.com which stated: "Namibia promulgated the Racial Discrimination Prohibition Act in 1991, but there is no legislation that specifically prohibits the ideology of apartheid". Despite such lingerings from the past, Namibia has come a long way. It is a beautiful country of great diversity in both landscape and culture, with amazing sunsets, incredible animals, and truly inspiring people. Below are a few snapshots from my Namibian journey. Please join me today and pray for this nation, and its people.
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What is childhood without Potato sac races?
Time for a little bit of P.E.Island in Namibia!
Dancing for Namibians seemed as natural as breathing.
This is a photo of Miss Paulina. Not only did she love to read, but she also loved to practice for spelling tests! Daily she would ask me for help, but for the first month or so, I truly feel that she was more of the teacher as I simply never pronounced the words right.
( Zeeeebra = Zebb-rra / crocodile = crow - ko - dial / Sister = sissta, etc.)
This last photo is of precious Kaita. I dearly miss this little fellow, along with the many other children and friends I met throughout my time in that great country. Thanks again for following me and encouraging me throughout this journey!
Sources:
http://www.britannica.com/EBchecked/topic/402283/Namibia/44020/Independence
http://allafrica.com/stories/201007191384.html
