I identify... with the ideas that Malcolm X stood for.
I was so hooked by the fight for freedom that nothing mattered to us so long as we fulfilled the dream of years and years of our people being liberated. I thought normal life would come the day after.
This name Mandela is an albatross around the necks of my family.
It is any wife's dream to lead a normal life with her family.
I am not the sort of person to carry beautiful flowers and be an ornament to everyone.
I'm like thousands of women in South Africa who lost their men to cities and prisons... I stand defiant, tall and strong.
We talk of a rainbow nation - in a country that remains dichotomized between black and white. We must acknowledge that the rainbow, in fact, is still a dream.
We have a shared destiny, a shared responsibility to save the world from those who attempt to destroy it.
When I was born, my mother was very disappointed. She wanted a son. I knew that from a very early age. So I was a tomboy.
You all must realize that Mandela was not the only man who suffered. There were many others - hundreds who languished in prison and died. Many unsung and unknown heroes of the struggle.
