As a SOMAFCO graduate, where John met Ntombi and their first child, Busi, was born, I was very interested in The John and Ntombi Story as part of our struggle and exile literature. However, and upon purchasing and reading The John and Ntombi Story, I was even excited to learn that I also knew their son, Sipho, who is mentioned in the book.
SOMAFCO is the Solomon Mahlangu Freedom College the ANC established in 1978 in Morogoro, Tanzania following the exodus of hundreds of young South Africans in the aftermath of the June 1976 uprisings that started in Soweto and spread throughout the country. SOMAFCO was closed in 1992.
John had been recruited to come teach at SOMAFCO and Ntombi to come help set up the kitchen facilities following her training in Zambia. Both had strong family struggle backgrounds with John’s father being one of the accused in the 1956 Treason Trail and his mother suffering arrest and banishment and Ntombi’s father being an ANC operative in South Africa and then in Swaziland where he relocated to in the end.
Both John and Ntombi left the country for boarding school, John in England and Ntombi in Swaziland before their own full-blown involvement in the struggle against apartheid, which led them to SOMAFCO and then back to England until they were able to return to South Africa following the 1990 changes that ushered in a new dispensation in our country.
Though their first child was born in Morogoro in 1986, this was before I arrived at SOMAFCO around 1987/8, having been in Dakawa first and they having gone to England by the time I arrived at SOMAFCO proper.
As one of our stories of exile, The John and Ntombi Story reads remarkable well and is full of interesting and incredible insights into our struggle and their family history, which is remarkable in and of itself beginning with their parents through to their own lives and that of their children. It is a treasure trove about a remarkable family.
It is these stories I hope we can share with others to help us better understand the complex and complicated road we have walked to the here and now with all it entails, i.e., the highs, lows, the joys and suffering, our hopes and dreams, and all the disappointments that comes with hoping and dreaming.
Consequently, I am very pleased and proud to learn of the Carneson family, their life, and history through John's obvious labour of love for his family and the life they have lived. It is a proud account of their efforts in making a life for themselves given the history and circumstances that bore us to where we are now.
As The John and Ntombi Story makes clear, we all paid for the lives we have in different ways, some great and others not so great. Often it is a marvel what we got right and what we didn't, regardless of our own little efforts in our little corner of the world. It is, however, lovely to learn of the joys, wonders, success, and struggle of our kind here before we were exiled, while we were exiled, and upon our return, which is not so commonly known until someone stumbles on a book like the one John Carneson dared to write.
I am very happy that we now have The John and Ntombi Story. Each story like this makes us all whole in some way. Whether abstract or tangible, it all matters, somehow.
In conclusion, there was a bigger promise that drove us all and we are not yet done, albeit some of us are old and tired, and frail. We are not yet done.