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ave recently returned from a trip to South Africa, where I was born and spent my first forty three years in this life.
A week before I went there, serious xenophobic attacks broke out and sadly, many people met a violent end.
I was asked by friends in the UK whether I thought it was wise to go there, and my answer was yes, of course, because South Africa is a country with forty four million caring, loving, hospitable people, and one million people that represent our dark side.
The day after I arrived the Sunday newspapers were full of news about the consequences of the attacks. The focus was on people that had gone out of their way to help the victims of the attacks. Some people risked their lives and the safety of their properties to accommodate families that they did not know. Those people saw fellow brothers and sisters in need and did not even think twice about reaching out. Their main focus was to remove children from violent situations and provide shelter in areas that were already bitterly cold at night.
I read about one family that immigrated to South Africa twenty years ago. They carry South African passports and the children do not know another country or culture. They had lost everything - their livelihood, their memories, but luckily not their lives.
During the week in South Africa, I met many family and friends, and of course this topic was being discussed all the time. What struck me was that the discussion was about "them". "This has nothing to do with our world, except that it made us wary when driving to work." All the victims of the xenophobic attacks were black, and this touched a white world only in the sense that it was newsworthy, confirming what "we" "know" and think, and at times being inconvenient.
I often have to explain why it is important for me to love all people that I encounter.
"Yes, the Bible says that you must love your neighbour like yourself, but surely we choose our neighbours? Surely we choose the neighbourhood that we live in, based on our socio-economic status? And people that have a lower socio-economic status are in that sense not our neighbours? I mean, they smell and steal and kill, for goodness sake - don't be so naïve. And when we go to church, we associate with people that believe and think like us. Of course we love them, but it is important that we associate with like-minded people. They are our neighbours,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], nobody else. We will love our neighbours on our terms, and we will continue to select them. I mean, just look at these xenophobic attacks. These people cannot possibly be our neighbours?"
Is this different elsewhere in the world? Sadly, no. In England the hoodies (young boys and men who wear jackets with hoods that cover their heads and disguise their faces) are "not our neighbours". The chavs (council house, aggressive and violent - as if any of us had a perfect life up to now!) are also "not our neighbours."
Even in one of the most civilised countries in the world,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], Switzerland,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], a Macedonian woman was recently refused citizenship for the third time. She has lived with her husband and worked in the country for thirty years, raised her children there, and speaks the language fluently without a trace of an accent. After appeals, the local government had instructed the local council of citizens to award her citizenship, but they flaunted this and turned the third application down, on the basis of "insufficient integration". Apparently she likes wearing bright colourful clothes and jewellery, and that is not the local custom. Do her neighbours love her?
I am sure you will find examples of this in every country and community in this world.
So who is our neighbour, and why should we love them?
I define my neighbour as everyone that crosses my path, simply because I am aware of them. It is a challenge to define everyone on this planet as our neighbour,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], simply because we have limitations to our consciousness. I