【正文】 even thei r horses were qui t. There were no shouts or peopl e doi ng crazy thi ngs. In al l those teri bl e hours I saw not one wom an who cried, not one m an who was exci ted. Before the fi res, through the ni ght, thousands and thousands of peopl e who had l ost their hom es l eft for safety. Som e were covered in bl ankets. Som etim es whol e fam il i es put everythi ng they owned and coul d save i nto wagons. They hel ped one another cl im b the high hil ls around the city. Never in al SanFrsncio’s histroy were her peopl e so kind as on that terribl e night. Uni t 5 Elias’ story My nam e i s Eli as. I am a poor worker i n SouthAfri ca. The tim e when I fi rst m et N el son Mandel a was a very diffi cul t peri od of m y li fe. I was twel ve years ol d. It was i n 1952 and Mandel a was the black l awyer to whom I went for advi ce. H e offered gui dance to poor bl ack peopl e on thei r l egal probl ems. H e was generous wi th hi s tim e, for whi ch I was grateful. I needed hi s hel p because I had very li ttle education. I began school at si x. The school where I studi ed for onl y two years was three kil ometers away. I had to l eave because m y fam il y coul d not conti nue to pay the school fes and the bus fare. I coul d not read or wri te wel . After tryi ng hard, I got a job i n a gol d m i ne. H owever, this was a tim e when one had to got to have a passbook to li ve i n Johannesburg. Sadly I di d not have i t because I was not born there, and I worri ed about whether I woul d be e out of work. The day when N el son Mandel a hel ped m e was one of m y happi est. H e tol d m e how to get the correct papers so I coul d stay i n Johannesburg. I becam e m ore hopeful about my future. I never fot how ki nd Mandel a was. When he ani zed the AN C Youth League, I joined i t as soon as I coul d. H e sai d: “ The l ast thi rty years have seen the greatest num ber of l aws stoppi ng our ri ghts and progress, until today we have reached a stage where we have al most no ri ghts at al l. ” It was the truth. Bl ack peopl e coul d not vote or choose their l eaders. They coul d not get the jobs they wanted. The parts of town i n whi ch they had to l ive were deci ded by whi te peopl e. The pl aces outsi de the towns where they were sent to li ve were the poorest parts of South Afri ca. N o one coul d grow food there, . In fact as N el son Mandel a sai d: “… We were put i nto a positi on i n which we had ei ther to accept we were l ess im portant, or fi ght the governm ent. We chose to attack the l aws. We fi rst broke the l aw i n a way whi ch was peaceful 。 even thei r horses were qui t. There were no shouts or peopl e doi ng crazy thi ngs. In al l those teri bl e hours I saw not one wom an who cried, not one m an who was exci ted. Before the fi res, through the ni ght, thousands and thousands of peopl e who had l ost their hom es l eft for safety. Som e were covered in bl ankets. Som etim es whol e fam il i es put everythi ng they owned and coul d save into wagons. They hel ped one another cl im b the high hil ls around the city. Never in al SanFrsncio’s histroy were her peopl e so ki nd as on that terri bl e ni ght. Uni t 5 Elias’ story My nam e i s Eli as. I am a poor worker i n SouthAfri ca. The tim e when I fi rst m et N el son Mandel a was a very diffi cul t peri od of m y li fe. I was twel ve years ol d. It was i n 1952 and Mandel a was the black l awyer to whom I went for advi ce. H e offered gui dance to poor bl ack peopl e on thei r l egal probl ems. H e was generous wi th hi s tim e, for whi ch I was grateful. I needed hi s hel p because I had very li ttle education. I began school at si x. The school where I studi ed for onl y two years was three kil ometers away. I had to l eave because m y fam il y coul d not conti nue to pay the school fes and the bus fare. I coul d not read or wri te wel . After tryi ng hard, I got a job i n a gol d m i ne. H owever, this was a tim e when one had to got to have a passbook to li ve i n Johannesburg. Sadly I di d not have i t because I was not born there, and I worri ed about whether I woul d be e out of work. The day when N el son Mandel a hel ped m e was one of m y happi est. H e tol d m e how to get the correct papers so I coul d stay i n Johannesburg. I becam e m ore hopeful about my future. I never fot how ki nd Mandel a was. When he ani zed the AN C Youth League, I joined i t as soon as I coul d. H e sai d: “ The l ast thi rty years have seen the greatest num ber of l aws stoppi ng our ri ghts and progress, until today we have reached a stage where we have al most no ri ghts at al l. ” It was the truth. Bl ack peopl e coul d not vote or choose their l eaders. They coul d not get the jobs they wanted. The parts of town i n whi ch they had to l ive were deci ded by whi te peopl e. The pl aces outsi de the towns where they were sent to li ve were the poorest parts of South Afri ca. N o one coul d grow food there, . In fact as N el son Mandel a sai d: “… We were put i nto a positi on i n which we had ei ther to accept we were l ess im portant, or fi ght the governm ent. We chose to attack the l aws. We fi rst broke the l aw i n a way whi ch was peaceful 。 when this was not al owed… onl y then di d we deci de to answer viol ence with vi ol ence. ” As a matter of fact, I do not li ke vi ol ence… but i n 1963 I helped hi m bl ow up som e governm ent bui l di ngs. It was very dangerous because if I was caught I coul d be put i n pri son. But I was very happy to hel p because I knew it woul d hel p us achi eve our dream of m aki ng black and whi te peopl e equal. The rest of Eli as’ story You cannot im agi ne how the nam e of Robben Isl and m ade us afrai d. It was a pri son from whi ch no one escaped. There I spent the hardest tim e of m y li fe. But when I got there N el son Mandel a was al so there and he hel ped m e. Mr Mandel a began a school for those of us who had l ittl