Michael - Thursday
The Second World War had many heroes, and we’ve heard about
some of them. They were spies, soldiers, prisoners of war, members of the
resistance. South African had its own, and almost all those celebrated
in the past were white. Now a man who “hates injustice,” Billie Gillespie, in
Somerset in England has taken up the case of Job Maseko.
Portrait of Job Maseko |
Maseko’s story is an amazing one. Before the war he worked in Johannesburg as what was called a “delivery boy.” When South Africa joined the war, he volunteered, and after basic training was sent to North Africa to join the Second South African Division. He would have been in a support role, because blacks were only allowed that role until much later in the war when manpower shortages forced the authorities to allow them to fight. The only weapons they were allowed were spears when they were on guard duty. Spears. I kid you not.
Present arms? |
Rommel inspects the prisoners at Tobruk |
The story goes that on one occasion Rommel inspected the prisoners and asked Maseko if they were being treated fairly. Instead of looking after his skin and lying, Maseko told him the truth. Afterwards he was severely punished.
One of the prisoners' tasks was loading and unloading German freighters
at Tobruk harbor. Then one day, a large
freighter laden with, among other things, gasoline and ammunition, spectacularly
exploded and burnt in the harbor before sinking. As the prisoners had been unloading
the ship that day, the Germans were suspicious and roughly questioned them,
accusing them of smoking on board. All the prisoners pretended amazement,
humbly pointing out that no cigarettes were included in the rations provided. In
never occurred to their captors that the black prisoners could be capable of
the sophistication required to deliberately destroy a ship, and that was just as
well or Maseko’s story would have ended right there and probably never been
told.
Maseko had learnt something about explosives towards the fall
of Tobruk. Three other prisoners distracted the guards while in the hold he used some
ammunition to construct a homemade bomb packed in an empty condensed milk can.
He lit a long fuse as the unloading finished, and the ship exploded as the men
were being returned to their camp.
El-Alamein |
But that wasn’t the end of the story. Somehow, he managed to escape from the camp and trek across the desert to join Montgomery’s forces at El-Alamein. (Apparently, he repaired a broken German radio to get the news of the victories there.) He continued to fight the Germans until the end of the war, and was promoted to lance corporal.
Apparently, the British officers for whom he fought after
Tobruk, recommended him for the Victoria Cross for his bravery at Tobruk, which would certainly have cost him his life if he’d been caught. However, the idea
of a black man receiving the Victoria Cross didn’t sit well with the South
African senior officers and the recommendation was downgraded to a military medal. He returned to South
Africa with a much smaller pension than his white counterparts and returned to menial work.
In 1952, he was killed when hit by a train at a crossing. By that time, he had hardly any money. Donations paid for his funeral.
A documentary was made about him, and you can view a short trailer HERE.
The new South Africa has named a school after him, and a frigate. But now an Englishman who “hates injustice” has started a petition to reverse the original injustice with the award of a posthumous Victoria Cross. I certainly hope he has success.
Bill Gillespie with Maseko |
What an inspiring (and sad) story! Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThanks, James. As soon as I read it, I knew this was something I wanted to share.
DeleteWhat is also sad is that there are so many more stories like this that have been buried by racism.
ReplyDeleteWhat a story. I'm going to track bill Gillespie down and help with his petition.
ReplyDeleteThat would be wonderful, Caro. At least this injustice could be recognized and corrected, albeit posthumously.
DeleteI so want Bill Gillespie to succeed, Michael! There were MANY similar stories in East Africa during WWI. On a tour of the battle fields of Kenya, I visited cemeteries for the fallen. They were segregated by “race.” Burial grounds for Whites, others for Indians (forced into the fighting from the Raj), and another for the tribal African men. Segregated in death! What in the name of all that is sacred does that mean?
ReplyDeleteThat was, of course, the case in Apartheid South Africa also. In case God became mixed up I suppose...
DeleteThanks for bringing that poignant story to us. And Job Maseko is a marvelous detective name. Hmm, series #3?
ReplyDeleteFunnily enough I suggested it would be a great name for a character to Stan!
DeleteThere is a lot of inspiration to be found in Job Maseko's story, Michael, one that America has shared in all too often as well.
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