I speak under correction, but South Africa must surely be the only country in the world who has witnessed and experienced two national miracles in the space of only two decades.
In 1994, we witnessed and participated in our country’s first-ever democratic elections which heralded the handing over of minority political power without any large-scale violence and bloodshed.
On June 11, 2010 we witnessed the stunning Opening Ceremony of the world’s biggest sporting event. The first ever event of its kind to be staged on African soil. An event most believed South Africa was not capable of delivering. It’s been just over 2 weeks and already pundits are cautiously calling it the grandest football gathering ever. FIFA should be pleased because before a single ball was kicked, the world body was already assured of the biggest profit from a World Cup ever.
But that is not the 2010 miracle I am referring to. The miracle is what is happening on the streets of South Africa at this very moment. South Africans of all hues, backgrounds and persuasions are showing our proud colours; on our cars, on our homes, on our clothes. In fact, we show our pride in every conceivable way we can. We are proud to welcome visitors to our country, proud to host this massive event for a world-wide audience of millions.
Simply put: we have re-discovered our national identity and we’re celebrating it!
The 2010 World Cup has also given some of us an opportunity to showcase our creativity. From the huge selection of multi-coloured Makarapa’s, beautifully decorated Vuvuzelas to the ingenious costumes worn to our beautiful new stadiums.
During a gathering to celebrate and to watch a broadcast of the 2010 Opening Ceremony at the Foreign Correspondents Club (FCC), using her handy iPhone, (name removed on request) read a poem that she had penned in honour of our national football team Bafana Bafana.
WOZA NKOSI
Bafana Bafana, your people are here
We’re proud of you Yellows, and shout a big cheer
Haaikona Group C, Haaikona Group D
Come face our Boys, their power you’ll see!
With love and with passion, vuvuzelas and drums
Makarabas and diski, the magic she comes…
Like an African Queen with fire in her heart
Ke nako, Ke nako, let doubts fall apart
The manna are waiting, the mamma’s are too
The kids on the street are all praising you
The flags they are flying, the spirit we got
The colours are bright, football fever is hot
Madiba is watching – FW too -
They’re longing and praying and counting on you
Gaan kry daardie rainbow, sit dit bo Tafelberg
Wys die res van die wereld, Suid Afrika’s sterk!
Only God has the power to hold you guys up
He helped us before, in the other world cup
He can do it again, let’s fall on our knees
With Ubaba’s support, success is a breeze
Woza woza, Nkosi, come take our hand
Woza lapa, Nkosi, please hold our land
Woza woza, Nkosi, Shosholoza our team
Woza lapa, Nkosi, God Bless Our Dream
For those not familiar with some of the South African-isms:
Woza Nkosi – Come God
Bafana Bafana – Boys Boys
Haaikona – No / By no means / No way
Vuvuzelas – Stadium blow horn
Makarabas – Miner’s hard hat, now decorated soccer fan hat
Diski – South African World Cup soccer dance
Ke nako, Ke nako – It’s time, it’s time
Madiba – Mr Nelson Mandela
FW – Mr FW de Klerk
‘Gaan kry daardie rainbow, sit dit bo Tafelberg, wys die res van die wereld Suid Afrika’s sterk !’ – Go get that rainbow, put it above Table Mountain, show the rest of the world that South Africa’s strong!
Ubaba – Father / God
Shosholoza – Move forward
Woza lapa Nkosi – Come here God