Looking out at the door of no return, at the end of this narrow corridor, I find myself side by side with our guide. Our looks meet and I feel the need to apologize. “It wasn’t your fault,” he replies. Then why do I need his absolution?
“Before I greet you, I would like to tell you that Africa is great. So great to forgive. We forgive what has happened, but let us not forget it. And we must not forget that it was also our responsibility. Many Africans got into business with slavers. They sold their brothers from neighboring tribes. They delivered them for little money. We all bear responsibility for what happened. And we all have a duty to remember, so that it never happens again”.
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