Blame Me on HistoryThe coming-of-age of a black intellectual under apartheid. |
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... face ; I did not demon- strate a public love for him or swear allegiance to his cause , I had let him pass out of my life without protesting the pain inflicted upon his body , without public acknowledgement that his passing would leave ...
... face ; I did not demon- strate a public love for him or swear allegiance to his cause , I had let him pass out of my life without protesting the pain inflicted upon his body , without public acknowledgement that his passing would leave ...
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... face , but that evening whilst Fiki was resting I sat in one corner of the room fondling Chris with the clumsy care of a nervous father ; the enthusiasm , the excitement of the birth had settled into its proper place , there was a quiet ...
... face , but that evening whilst Fiki was resting I sat in one corner of the room fondling Chris with the clumsy care of a nervous father ; the enthusiasm , the excitement of the birth had settled into its proper place , there was a quiet ...
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... faces and managed to cast all the smaller parts , but were still confronted with finding the right face to cast in the lead . One morning Lionel rushed up to me with the excited news that he had found the face he was looking for , and ...
... faces and managed to cast all the smaller parts , but were still confronted with finding the right face to cast in the lead . One morning Lionel rushed up to me with the excited news that he had found the face he was looking for , and ...
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accept African apartheid attitudes authority became become began blood body Book called campaign carried cause Christian church colour committed confronted Congress danger death door Durban eyes face fact failed father fear feel fight Fiki forced friends girls Government hands hate head hope human Indians Johannesburg kind knew labour liberation listen live locations look mind morality mother moved Native never night Party Pass perhaps permit play police political present protect question race realised reason Reference respect responsibility returned round screaming seemed sense smile social society Sophiatown South Africa story Street talk things thought train turned understand United violence waiting walked wanted woman women yard