06
Feb
If you walk through the streets of Windhoek today, you are not merely navigating a city; you are moving through the physical expression of an intellectual miracle. The independence we inhabit did not arrive as a sudden political accident. It was engineered. Long before the first flag was raised, our future was being drafted in the heat of exile camps, argued in the chambers of the United Nations, and whispered in the secret meetings of the Old Location. Black history is often spoken of as memory. In classrooms, it appears as a collection of dates and names. In speeches, it…
