GC3H0DZ In memory of the children (Traditional Cache) in Mpumalanga, South Africa created by Bostokolos

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Knagur Green: Due to no response from the CO after the request to maintain or replace the cache, I am archiving it to, stop it showing on the listings and/or to create place for the geocaching community.

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GC3H0DZ ▼

A cache by Bostokolos Message this owner

Hidden : 4/14/2012

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Size: Size: small (small)

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Geocache Description:

The cache is not hidden in the graveyard. It's just outside. Please don't attempt after dark. Bring own pen/pencil along. Note that there are muggles around. Please replace the cache as it was found.

This graveyard came to being when the concentration camp moved there. 922 children died in the Middelburg area during 1899-1901. The total amount of individuals who died in this camp were 1381. In the Boer woman’s diaries they write of the black concentration camps. Notice the pile of rocks lying north of the graves. That is a black cemetery and is known to be the only black graveyard in South Africa that is within walking distance from a white one. There are only three known black cemeteries in South Africa.

C Louis Leipoldt (excerpt)

You are cringing away from the gusts of the wind
The chill seeping through the hail-torn tent -
Your scanty shield against torturing torrents;
The June chill bursts over the banks of the Vaal -
And all you can hear are the coughs from your child, and the
ceaseless patter of rain on the canvas.

A candle stub, just an inch before death
faintly flickering in a bottle
(a sty offers more comfort and rest)
But here, at night every thought is
a round of torture and tears.

Here, the early-born child flounders
Here, the aged fades away
Here, all you can hear is wailing and sighs
Here, every second is a lifetime of dread;
Every minute leaves scars
on your soul, sacrifice without end.

Forgive? Forget? Is it possible to forgive?
The sorrow, the despair demanded so much!
The branding iron painfully left its scar
on our nation, for ages to see, and the wound is too raw -
Too close to our heart and to deep in our souls -

"Patience, o patience, how much can you bear?"

Additional Hints (Decrypt)

Va n gerr [FTF honours go to Rellub21]

Decryption Key

A|B|C|D|E|F|G|H|I|J|K|L|M
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N|O|P|Q|R|S|T|U|V|W|X|Y|Z

(letter above equals below, and vice versa)