13 April 2012

For the past 10 years Mordechai Vanunu has corresponded from jail with Susannah York. Excerpts from his letters, revealed in The Guardian, highlight his pain, despair and hope as freedom approached.

JULY 1996:

"My first year reminded me of tigers in a zoo, walking and walking in a room 3x2m. And now, after nine-and-a-half

years, I am part of this cell. Part of my brain learned to live in this very small space. I called it 'living in a grave'."

OCTOBER 1996

"I forget what it means to be free, to have the freedom to choose. There are many simple things I have forgotten in this barbaric, cruel, and concrete life. How am I going to be free? This is my main concern."

FEBRUARY 2004:

"Well I am, after seventeen-and-a-half years, soon to be walking in isolation, surrounded by my friends. April 21 will come and go very fast. I'll shake hands, hugs, kisses. I'll say a few words. My first free speech. Will be careful not to say something that will cause problems. The opposite, will use this event for some good words that will help peace."

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