1960: As the end of colonial rule approached, many in the Belgian Congo grew giddy with anticipation, even if they weren’t exactly sure what to expect from independence.
Some thought that white men’s jobs, houses, cars, even their wives, would be turned over to blacks. Others thought that dead relatives would rise from their graves.
“What is independence?” asked one person. “Will it come in a package? Can I unwrap it right away?”
At Kandale, people buried boxes of stones in the belief that, when the colony gained its freedom, the stones would turn to gold.
Source: Jules Archer, Congo: The Birth of a New Nation (1971), p. 11