I had relatives in Cape Town who pretended to be Coloured all their lives and the parents kept it as a dark secret from the kids that they were Africans. It was my dad's aunt, my grandmother's younger sister and her husband. They moved there in the 50's. They came from the Free State and obviously could speak Afrikaans. The advantage for them was also that they were light in complexion.
Oupa worked for Trasnet Railways and took a job in CT. When they got there, he realized that Coloured people had better living conditions and were paid better salaries. He so maar changed their surname, from Sebolai to Bolly. 😊 They got a house in Elsies River. He managed to pull the whole thing off somehow.
Now, my dad was a priest, 'n Predekant in the former Dutch Reformed Church or NG Kerk. Also trained in Afrikaans at College, he and my mom and the rest of the uncles and aunts who were teachers, spoke fluent Afrikaans. So they used to visit the Bolly's for holidays and just played along. 🤷🏽♀️
My mom used to tell me crazy stories of how whenever they went to visit, the first day they arrive, the ladies would be locked in the bedroom and have their hair relaxed with hot stone and wore their doeks tied under the chin like Muslim or Coloured women did. The kids were not supposed to get even a slight hint that they were Africans. My dad was their favorite because our church was Dr. Alan Boesak's church, so they could boast that their Oom Solly is ook 'n predekant van NG Kerk. 😅
Now when I went to study in Cape Town, a young 18 year old, my dad asked them to look after me especially since my mom had just died. They were the ones who took me to the airport when my my mom died. So shem they loved me so much, but had subtle racist tendencies, especially their kids, who were much older than me. They were racist but, sadly, were dark skinned, darker than their parents, even darker than me. I used to look at them giving me attitude and I would get so bored and just think "mxm you, only if you knew." 🙄 The eldest son looked exactly like my dad, but he was darker.
Whenever Oupa and Ouma came to fetch me from Res at Fuller Hall for Sunday lunch, once a quarter or so, they would be so nervous and walk on egg shells because firstly, I wore my hair short, always did till today, and I refused to speak Afrikaans, I didn't know it that well anyway, so I spoke to them in English or Sesotho. My poor grandmother would say "at least your hair is nice and short, please don't do braids like girls from Gugulethu and Nyanga". 😭😅 We spoke Sesotho in the car and switched as soon as we got home. When we get home, before we eat, the two of them will take me to the bedroom and pray in hush voices in Sesotho. I always found it funny and sad. 😅
Then I would be pampered with roast chicken, potatoes, seven colours, take some back to res, with rusks, sister cookies. My friends knew that whenever I went to Elsies, I came back with all kinds of goodies.
They have since passed on. Their kids, we lost contact with them. They are probably old or it's the younger generation that is left. Wherever they are, they don't know their real background and chances are that they continue to think they are better than Africans because that's how they were taught.😏
I just remembered this experience when I watched the Adhoc Committee appearance of Hon. Fadiel Adams and his interaction with Hon. Sauls.
Well, when a child is conceived, the DNA split is 50/50 from both parents. Except for one small detail: mitochondrial DNA. It’s passed down only through the mother and never through sperm.
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