On July 9th, we celebrated the second anniversary of South Sudan’s independence. Things were rumoured to be a little crazy out. There was a worry about crowds and celebrations getting out of hand for foreigners, so the government sent police to stay in the community, and some of the grossly underpaid policeman started taking advantage, especially of foreigners. So we stayed in, watched the official government celebration, complete with many heads of state (for security, they shut down all internet and phone lines), on local TV . I made a cake (another round of my grandmother’s zucchini bread, this time marbled), and we blew out two candles.
This baby country fought for a long time for this privilege. Now that they’ve earned it, they have a long way to go to overcome years of domination by the North, tribalism, and underdevelopment. With time, effort, and help from outside, where necessary, I believe they can get there. I feel quite fortunate to be able to experience and play an infinitesimal role in its infancy.
Happy Birthday, and God Bless South Sudan.
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