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  • It's funny how a nation reacts to the death, or the impending death, of a leader. In our case Madiba wasn't just a president, he was the founder of the South Africa we know today. It's strange to think of a South Africa without him.

    I hope his death brings more South Africans together than even his life did. I hope that, as a collective, as a nation, we can realise the strength Madiba believed we hold, and become what he believed we might become.

    "All that is gold does not glitter,
    Not all those who wander are lost;
    The old that is strong does not wither,
    Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

    From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
    A light from the shadows shall spring;
    Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
    The crownless again shall be king."

    Yes, it's from a children's book about elves and hobbits, I know, but it speaks so beautifully of pushing on through pain, challenges and hopelessness to a glorious future.

    Idealistic? Perhaps. But so was Nelson Mandela.
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