''That was how people lived, here, rearranging their meagre resources around the bases of nature, letting the walls of mud sink back to mud and then using that mud for new walls, in another clearing, among other convenient rocks……she sat outside the women's hut most of the day, on the ground, making brooms out of some special grasses the women collected''.
In my view, this book shows the vulnerability of all human beings, no matter how civilised they consider themselves. The white population, once the glorious masters of their territory, suddenly came face to face with their sins. It was like the fall of each of their empires.
When I started to read July’s People the concept of Apartheid became less of a myth. I no longer thought of Apartheid as something obscure. This book showed me what it did to the people, the victims as well as the oppressors. Both had to surrender a part of their spirits.
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