Hello All!
The fall semester of my junior year is completed- all to-do lists thrown away, last minute coffee dates finished, and all that I have been busy doing this semester is finally OVER!!! I have balanced more than I ever could have imagined this semester- working 2 part time student jobs ( in the CEHD student services office, as well as TA-ing for an Intro. to Public Speaking class, volunteering, 18 credits, lots of different areas of work through the leadership minor, among many other things...) and I have to say I feel quite accomplished! It turned out to be one of the best semesters of my life- and now I am on to bigger and better things!!!
I am in Minneapolis until December 22nd, leave to go home to Wisconsin December 23rd- and depart for the US Virgin Islands January 5th!! CRAZY how time flies. So many things to do, people yet to see, planning and organizing, you name it- I'll be doing it!
I have mixed feelings about what I'm going to be experiencing- incredibly appreciative for being able to do something like this ( again, the opportunities you have in college) and CANNOT wait to meet new people and experience another area of the world; however, it really just fully dawned on me that I'm leaving something behind that I absolutly LOVE- Minneapolis, more specifically, the University of Minnesota. But as many have reminded me, the U of M will still be here when I return- my experience in the Virgin Islands won't. Additionally, as many know, change is inevitable, yet difficult. And what's even more difficult, is anticipating the change. However, I have recognized that some of the most difficult, yet most rewarding and best experiences of my life, have been introduced through large amounts of change. With that being said, let the packing of suitcases, running around for last minute errands/appointments, and preparing myself for the semester of a lifetime begin!!
Warmest Wishes,
Emily
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Saturday, August 15, 2009
I feel that this blog has come to an end and needs to be closed, but I feel a deep desire to continue it. As my summer is coming to an end, I have finally begin to realize some of the most important lessons my time in South Africa taught me, as well as how this trip has affected me immensely, both personally and profesionally.
One of the biggest lessons my time in South Africa taught me is that I have learned to appreciate who I am and what I have, more specifically my lifestyle. I have come to realize ( and did realize this prior to my trip, but didn't fully "practice" it before) that things will never make a person happy. What makes "me" happy is that I am surrounded with good company ( friends, family, co-workers, people, you get it...), that I have the desire/ability to travel, opportunities, an education, and the ability to give ( give to me means that I can give "me", Emily, the person I am and what I stand for)....I think the most prominent at this point would be education. Through South Africa, I realized my passion is education. I have taken my education for granted all of my life....I have always had the ability to pursue an education and all that it entails. It was not made entirely clear to me until being in South Africa, that some people will NEVER have the ability to pursue an education, let alone have any. Education is incredibly powerful and has enriched my life ( as it will continue to) in many ways I cannot explain. My biggest professional dream for the future is to be able to teach others the value of education- whether it be college students, friends, people I come across, etc. And because I am fortunate to be in a position to give, I want to use my talent and strengths in giving those a memorable experience in education. I want to be able to travel the world and give those who do not have an education, the opportunity at having one. Each day I am reminded at what my education has done for me.....it has shown me the world. I am forever appreciative of what my college education has given and taught me. The opportunities have been endless.
In addition to all of these, South Africa, specifically my time in Gugs, opened my eyes to the power of forgiveness. There have been many times in my life where I feel bitter towards people or certain relationships. Why did a certain friend take advantage of me? How come I was put into this situation? Why did this happen to me? After spending a week ( and this may seem like an incredibly short amount of time) with people in the township of Guguletu, my eyes and heart were awakened to some of the most forgiving people I have EVER met. To shorten this story (because I could go on forever), the people of South Africa face incredible challenges. They have had a very rough history in regards to Apartheid, are statistically living with the world's higest HIV/AIDS rate, extreme amount of poverty, etc. However, many of the people I met, have set aside these trajic facts and have opened their arms and hearts to forgiveness. Despite the odds, they are bound and deteremined to forgive. Forgive those who caused them pain, anxiety, many times lives of people they loved. This, alone, has reminded me to forgive anyone and everyone. It has reminded me to forgive myself when I make mistakes. Why waste time being bitter and disliking people or things when you cannot change them? Instead, be grateful for the good in life. Being able to forgive because life will improve drastically.
Despite spending one of the saddest weeks of my entire life in South Africa, as well as the emotional rollercoaster I I felt while spending my time in South Africa, I realized how incredibly hopeful and positive some of the people is what kept me emotionally alive. These leaders. True leaders. Leaders that are INCREDIBLE- their hope and positive outlook for the future of improve for their country has been one of the most inspiring lessons I have come across. How did I stumble upon this life-changing experience? Why me? Was this part of my mission? Is this part of my journey? Absolutly. I believe everything happens for a reason. South Africa was intentional.
This experience has truly given me the power to act upon what I saw, felt, was moved by, met, etc. I will pursue education, professionally. I will give back. I will continue my travels. I will volunteer for an extended time abroad. I will continue my leadership journey. I will force myself out of my comfort zone and expand my thoughts and ideas. Most importantly, I will be FOREVER grateful for an experience that has truly "given" me the world.
Saturday, June 27, 2009
The best experience of my life
So, I have been “officially” been transitioned back into my life at home in Minneapolis after spending a month in South Africa. I am back to my normal routines- working full time at my student services job on campus, getting iced coffee’s at Starbucks, hanging out with friends, working out at my gym- and It definitely doesn’t feel weird anymore. The first few nights back from South Africa in Minneapolis were weird. I got home back to my apartment, emotionally exhausted and physically exhausted. I only got to see my family for a little bit so that probably didn’t help either. I was overwhelmed with questions, phone calls, facebook posts, etc. about how my trip was and to be honest, the last thing I wanted to do was talk about my trip because I still felt like I didn’t know what to think or feel. But to my biggest surprise, I was upset and sad that I was at home. I was excited to come back to the US when I was in South Africa towards the end of the trip because I was getting sick of having such long days and not having “comforts” conveniently located where I wanted them. I hadn’t slept on the plane rides at all really because I had to sit in the middle of snoring men and crying babies, fun! I thought the first thing I would want to do was go to sleep when I got back, but instead I sat up all night ( literally) thinking about my trip. I could NOT go to sleep. I feel like it was my first full time to really “process” what I experienced. I thought about the people I met, the places I visited, and realized that my time in Guguletu was the best week of my life. I had also realized that I had fallen in love with a culture different from my own and that I want to travel more. Not just to a few destinations, but the world. I want to see and experience other cultures, peoples, and communities and have different traveling experiences, because of what I have seen that travel teaches. Travel has taught me to appreciate myself, my home community, my comforts. Travel has also taught me that even though I can be across the world, I can also adjust and be comfortable in different surroundings and with different people. In my opinion, there is just something incredibly exhilarating about waking up in a different country and I’m sure a lot of people can relate to that.
I’m also rereading Kevin Winge’s book, Never Give Up. I would highly recommend those of you who went on this trip to do the same and for anyone who hasn’t read it, buy a copy and read it!!! It gives a great glimpse into South Africa and township life and all of the proceeds go towards JL Zwane. I’m actually just going to buy both of my parents copies and give them to them when I go home next. It is SO neat to reread this book and when the author talks about the things he saw, I cannot believe I have been there. I also understand what he is talking about more because now I can paint mental pictures of what he is talking about because I got to see these things. Wow!!
This past week was very difficult for me, as far as thinking and processing my trip. I found myself become sad during all parts of the day. Someone would say something or do something that reminded me of my trip and I wanted nothing more than to turn and relate to someone who had experienced South Africa. I saw new pictures being posted on facebook with the faces of the people who inspired and impacted me and I wanted nothing more than to hug them and spend my evenings feasting and dancing the night away. Someone would ask me about my trip and I wasn’t sure how to respond. I felt frusterated when people would complain about the hot weather, not having money to go shopping ( but really having money), or having to work ( at least you’re employed!!)……and I even found myself complaining a little too. At times, I wanted nothing more than to go on a rant on how good that person had it in comparison to the people I met across the world, but obviously that wouldn’t be exactly appropriate, nor would it be my time or place to judge. I also found myself constantly rethinking a future career path. Was I in the right place? Am I headed down the right path? Is there another option I should maybe explore because I might find a hidden talent or passion? I have questioned myself daily about this. Will I be able to make enough of a difference in what I want to do?
So, overall, I have realized how much my experiences in South Africa impacted me. I want to do something and I want to be able to help, no matter how big or little. I still haven’t fully decided what I want to do on a personal level, but assure you I will follow through because I don’t want to let myself down. It would be too much of a tradgedy to not use my experiences in South Africa to create change, no matter how big or little they are, because I know it will make my life more meaningful ( and you all know I am constantly searching of ways to improve J). I will probably continue blogging when I decide what this is going to be…. But I also know that I will go back. I would LOVE to revisit South Africa within the next couple of years and explore more of Africa. Not only would I like to visit, but would even more so participate in some sort of volunteer work for an extended period of time. If 3 weeks has a significant impact on my life, I can just imageine how much several months would. I want to reconnect with the people who shared their hearts, stories, homes, and most of all their country with me.
I also want to make note of some of the highlights of my trip and what I will never forget. A lot of people have been asking me what my “favorite” part of the trip was and to be honest, I can not narrow it down to one. Some are more memorable than others, though and I figure I will post them so you can all see what I am trying to describe…the first set are my favorite memories/moments/places during my “tourist” part of the trip. The second set is from my week spent in Guguletu.
- Visiting the Cape of Good Hope. This is an area of South Africa that is the “most southern” tip of the continent of Africa. Something about the name of this area just inspired me! J I really enjoyed this area because it was absolutely breathtaking ( as far as scenary), but it was the first time on the trip I feel like I got some good exercise ( something I had been really missing!). We climbed up a walking path made out of stone to the top of the moutain area where there was a lighthouse and you could overlook the ocean. It was just one of those moments where you would have never imagined yourself seeing or experiencing something like so.
- The beach. We had a Sunday off where nothing was schedule and we could do whatever we wanted. Amanda, Emily T., Christen, and I went to a beach in the suburbs of Capetown, about 45 minutes from the Mowbray/Raundabasch area. It was a colder day, so we obviously couldn’t swim, but just spent a good amount of time having a picnic on the beach and walking the beach. I felt like it was the first time on the trip that I really sort of had to myself, which was refreshing. I needed some alone time and I got just the perfect amount of that walking along the beach. The beach was also absolutely breathtaking….situated along some mountains. We later revisited that beach as a whole group on one of our last days in South Africa.
- THE SAFARI!!! From the time I was a young child, I remember myself dreaming of going on a safari and how cool it would be. I loved animals, more in particular, WILD animals. The safari wasn’t what I imagined it though. It was a very windy/cold day, so we all bundled up ( with what warm clothes we had! Haha) and spent our morning and afternoon in a jeep exploring the “african” wilderness…..We saw giraffes, lions, cheetahs, rhinos, zebras ( my personal favorite, I think), and several types of deer-like animals. We also had lunch at the place we went on the safari and it was delicious!
- Hands down the best memory I had in Gugs was getting to know Johanna ( and I journaled/blogged about her earlier). Just for the reminder, Johanna calls herself a social worker and volunteers for JL Zwane. She spends her days bringing meals and sharing her company with people in the township who need someone to visit with. She has her regular visits- such as the orphan and brother we met and a couple of other families- and sure just seems to know everyone. I admire Johanna to an amount that is undescriable. She is extrememly giving, friendly, compassionate, sweet, and forgiving. For having so little, Johanna’s is one of the happiest people I have ever met. What I was able to take away from getting to know Johanna are some of the most important lessons I feel I will ever learn ( and I’ll keep them to myself for now J). This is where there will not be a closed door in regards to South Africa…..I think of Johanna a lot and would love to revisit her someday.
- The food and evenings we spent with our host families. Each evening, after we were done at JL Zwane, all of the students and the host families would get together at a particular scheduled host families’ home and have dinner. And this was not an ordinary dinner, trust me. It was literally a Thanksgiving feast for 5 nights straight!! We always had several types of meats, vegetables, pap, and of course coke/fanta! My favorite part about the way we spent these evenings was the good food and good company. Not only did we get to talk to eachother, but we got to know eachother’s host families. A couple of the evenings, we also listend to music and danced ( and I loveeeeee to dance!!). They would play music and taught us what we would know as the electric slide. During these evenings, there were lots of laughs and so much fun. I remember ( for a moment in time) at our last get together we were all dancing, singing, laughing, and enjoying life and I stepped ( to look back on the balcony, in leadership terms) back for a moment and the room was like a scene out of a movie. I can’t forget to mention how great of hospitality these families provided for us. They were incredibly gracious and definitely knew how to entertain!!
- The children. I have realized that this is where a lot of my person passion lies for this trip….the kids. I was both saddened and touched by the children of Guguletu- from the kids at the Rainbow After School Program, Priscilla’s children that are orphans, the children at the disability daycare, and children that ran around on the streets. Everytime, I saw a child, my heart was tugged at ( for a better lack of words). I sometimes think it was more exciting for me each and every time, than it was for the children when we would approach them, introduce ourselves, hand out Dum-Dum suckers ( thanks for that Ben….such a good idea!!), and take pictures and then show them their faces. I bet some of some children had never even seen themselves in a picture before and the excitement on their faces when they did is so unexplainable. The irony of their lives is what struck me the most. These children grow up in extremely difficult situations ( in comparison to what I have or other Americans). Some of them have no education ( if they cannot afford to or because they cannot afford uniforms) and if they do, there is little chance that college can become a reality, many of them have been orphaned because their parents have died from HIV/AIDS, there lives are in general very unstable because they are passed around from family to family throughout their lifetime, they go to bed hungry, their living conditions are very uncomfortable in their small shacks, and the list could go on and on. The irony of the situation is that these children seem to be the happiest of all children I have ever seen. I was truly inspired by their energy and zest for life- something a lot of people struggle to find on a daily basis. Additionally, during one of our last days in Capetown, when we had our Braii ( South African barbeque), the interstudy director, Ouma, brought her two children. She had a daughter who is about 10? And her son is 3. We spent a majority of the evening running around with these two….they were great! I loved Ouma’s daughter’s attitude. She had attitude like no other and was such a diva. I couldn’t stop laughing!
I also had a great conversation this past week at work with one of the academic advisors I work with. He has lived and spent a good amount of time in Capetown because he has extended family living there. In addition to working at the university, he also is a DJ and does tours in South Africa during winter breaks to DJ at clubs there. It was so refreshing and helpful to have someone to talk there who has seen and experience South Africa. When he is there, he spends his time working/volunteering at an organization ( I’ll ask him again what it’s called so I can post a link for those of you who want to check it out) where his job is to basically be a social worker and reconnect families together who have been separated. These families are usually separated because of parents fighting, parents not being able to provide for their children, or because there has been rape/incest within the family ( all incredibly sad). He also has a person friend living there who has a daughter who is now 17 and he has been paying her education since she was 5 ( something I thought is SO neat because he has chosen to do this all on his own). We talked a lot about South Africa and his passion for helping people. He plans to move there for an extended period of time in the next two years and live there. Additionally, another academic advisor went to South Africa to do a sight visit for a week just before I went abroad and we ended talking about our experiences. I got around to reflecting upon how grateful I am to be working where I am. I have a job that I love and am able to make a difference in student lives….the team of academic advisors I work with care SO MUCH about the students they advise, as well as do my bosses….I also want to mention that I have a good friend from highschool going to Tanzania this July for a month for study abroad and I am so excited for him! I think these are all subtle signs that I didn’t get enough time in Africa and that I need to go back.
I think one of the biggest takeaway’s I have gotten out of this trip is that there is a bigger world out there ready for me to explore. From small town Wisconsin to big city Minnesota to Capetown, South Africa has been an interesting dynamic. I will never be able to replicate or fully experience the things I did while on my, nor the people I have met. If study abroad taught me so much in three weeks, I cannot imagine what possibilities are out there for future travels. I am excited to be studying abroad again in the Spring of 2010 in the Virgin Islands and have decided that I will be getting involved in some sort of volunteer work while I am there (because it will make it that much more enjoyable and meaningful). Beyond these experiences, I hope to be able to visit more of Africa, China, Australia, And Europe ( let’s set a deadline and do all of these by the time I am 30!!!). So, if you ask me, how is South Africa, I think I will tell you that you need to experience it yourself. There will never be words that will best or fully describe/illustrate what I experienced. Thanks for reading my blog and getting a glimpse into my journey. Don’t forget to look for my new blog next spring when I spend a semester in the Virgin Islands!
Monday, June 22, 2009
6/11/09
We had a nice free day today to relax and do whatever we wanted- we slept in, went to the beach, and then back to Guguletu to see the progress on Priscilla’s house. If I haven’t mentioned Priscilla yet, I will tell her story. Priscilla is a middle-aged woman (about 50??) who is raising her own grandchildren and out of the goodness of her heart, she has an informal orphanage set up in her house. Her house is small- a living room, very small kitchen ( Smaller than Nicki’s office at TLC for those of you from TLC who are reading!!), one bathroom ( with no warm water may I add), and two small bedrooms. Priscsilla has 11? Children in total, and receives no money from the government to raise these children. Priscilla scrapes up money to feed, cloth, and give these children a home to live in. A majority of the children are orphans because their parents and relatives have passed away from HIV/AIDS. The group of students from the U of M that came to South Africa were so inspired by Priscilla’s story that they raised over $8,000 to be used towards fixing her home and providing better space for these children. Christen and a few of us students went to visit Edwin and see the progress on Priscilla’s house. Driving back into Guguletu was almost surreal. I will admit, I wasn’t all that looking forward to driving back into Guguletu because of what it entailed. Once we got to Priscilla’s home, I was again greeted by smiles, hugs, and eager children glaring up at me and for a moment in that time, my heart hurt. My heart ached with empathy for these children (even though they weren’t in any pain), but for what their lives are like. However, their smiles were contagious. Another moment I will never forget because it was that moment I knew that I would be back in South Africa one day.
Tonight we are having an authentic South African “Braii” ( spelling). The interstudy faculty, Ouma and NJ, are coming, too. A braii is basically a barbeque to celebrate something, and we are celebrating our last days in Cape Town. I have mixed feelings..I am excited to go home to see my family, friends, and have comforts again. I am also sad because this has been one of the best experiences of my life. I am going to miss South Africa’s beauty- the beauty of not only the physical landscapes (mountains, ocean, animals,), but the people of Guguletu and their beautiful personalities- they are incredibly unique. It is truly bittersweet.
6/12/09
I still find it surreal that I have been living in a different area of the world for 3 weeks. Not many people can say they picked up their belongings and headed to a different country across the world to study, even if studying abroad has emerged because of globalization. And not only did I get to study, but I got to study something I am passionate about. I would not trade anything in the world for this experience. This experience has taught me that being pushed out of my comfort zone is important. This experience has taught me that an important tool for learning is being able to listen to others, learn from their stories, and incorporate into what you already know. This experience has given me the opportunity to become friends with 10 leaders who are determined to follow their passions and make a difference. This experience has given me the chance to see the world in a different light (and that isn’t always easy when I am at home). Mostly, this experience has helped me reflect upon my own personal leadership and how I can not only further my leadership skills, but improve them as well. I have learned and truly believe that we exist because of our relationships and communities, better known as the concept of Ubuntu ( Yes, this is cliché, but I’ll say it anyways!!).
Love.
6/7/09
Being in Capetown has really made me reflect upon the privileges I have had growing up. How many people can say they spent a month in a different area of the world to study? Yes, it is common, but I know plenty of people who would have never dared venture out of their comfort zones, and that is totally fine. Because I have grown up in an upper middle-class families, I was “automatically” granted with many valuables: toys and clothes that were replaced often, numerous family vacations, grown up knowing I would go to college, attending college, and will one day have a career, a home, a new car, vacations, etc. To put it in simple terms, I have never been underprivileged. I have also gotten these things relatively easily. I’m not saying that I am not hard working, because I am, however; because of my socio economic status and skin color (statistically speaking), I have it good. Now let’s look at families, more specifically children in Guguletu. These children are highly underprivileged- there aren’t toys, nor are there new clothes that come in when school starts or when the family makes a trip to the mall, but instead these children are lucky if they have a couple of ratty outfits to be washed daily, there is no vision or guidance on college or what it even is, survival is more important and even if they did want to go to college or had the dream it is extremely hard to find the finances to do so, the unemployment rate is incredibly high- around 70% in Guguletu so jobs are far and few, and homes consist of tin shacks and cars in many families are nonexistent. Because of their socio economic status and race (due to Apartheid and the after effects), this lifestyle is cyclical and incredibly depressing to me. And it is not fair. It has been about 5 days since Guguletu and I am back in my comfortable “Capetown” surroundings- hot water and showers, conveniences that I am getting used to (suck as Pick n’ Pay, which is a chain of South African grocery stores), etc. and it almost feelings like I have lived two lives. I feel unauthentic.
I think one of the biggest things I will take away from this trip is the importance of honoring myself and what I value the most in my life. And in return, using that as fuel to help others and make a difference. I sometimes struggle with congruence in what my values are and what I actually do and I have realized I need to commit myself to more of that congruence. I have realized that my genuine concern for others has somewhat spiraled out of control in certain areas of my life or relationships and it has immensely affected me in the sense that I am pouring my heart and genuine efforts into areas that could be used as fuel in more important things in my life, such as volunteering, mentoring, taking time for myself, etc. And it has been brought to my attention because I have been relatively unstressed this WHOLE trip and I have realized how much dead weight some relationships can add to your life.
One of the best memories I will take away from this trip is the warmth, hospitality, acceptance, and love we were shown in Guguletu. On a daily basis, my host mama called me “my sweet angel” and hugged me as I left for class. These people not only shared their homes with stranger, bur shared their hearts and their wisdom and that is something unique to this area of the world. I already miss it. One of the host mamas and I ended up having a conversation about how good hugs and kisses feel and that no one hugs and kisses enough. Hugging someone can brighten their day and make them feel wanted and appreciated which is something everyone has the right to feel. It baffles me that these people have very little, yet happiness is apparent. Is it because they no know different? Or because it is something they cannot buy, but have the ability to have? Happiness is a PRECIOUS, precious gift and something I highly value. I have met people who are unhappy and have many things one would think make them happy and it makes me proud to feel and know that I have happiness and it is something no one can take away from me.
Today at the waterfront in Capetown (which is an area on the ocean, upper scale) I bought a toe ring. Whenever I travel somewhere different, I try to buy a ring to symbolize and remember my experiences. The ring I bought in South Africa is probably the most meaningful ring I have bought thus far. It is sterling silver and in the middle has a circle of lines that are intertwined. It symbolizes all of the connections I have made here and emotions I have felt- hope, love, empathy, sadness, and passion.
One of my biggest fears about this experience and particular trip to this area of the world, South Africa, is that over time, I will forget. I will forget the memories, the opportunities, the experiences, the people, and the meaning of why I came here in the first place. I fear I will go home to Minneapolis and slide back into my normal life and forget the things I felt and experienced on this trip. I fear I will forget the faces, the people, the disparity of wealth that is so abundantly apparent, the unique leaders and people I have been blessed to share this trip with, the host mamas, the children of Guguletu, the city and it’s beautiful landscapes, the lack of time keeping, and many, many more things that I could list. My question is “now what” and how do I prevent this from happening? I know I want to do something whether it is direct or indirect with Guguletu, but I want to make a difference somewhere. That is the hardest thing about this trip, is how to articulate “now what” and I think I will struggle with this for quite a while.
6/10/09
Today we had class at UCT and reflected upon a lot of the concepts we learned in our first 1000 level leadership course- the social change model made up of the individual, community, and then group. As I got to thinking, I realized that I feel as if I am still at an individual level, which is somewhat frustrating especially after taking 2 leadership courses and soon to be 3. Maybe my time here just has not sunk in yet.
Today at the waterfront in Capetown (which is an area on the ocean, upper scale) I bought a toe ring. Whenever I travel somewhere different, I try to buy a ring to symbolize and remember my experiences. The ring I bought in South Africa is probably the most meaningful ring I have bought thus far. It is sterling silver and in the middle has a circle of lines that are intertwined. It symbolizes all of the connections I have made here and emotions I have felt- hope, love, empathy, sadness, and passion.
One of my biggest fears about this experience and particular trip to this area of the world, South Africa, is that over time, I will forget. I will forget the memories, the opportunities, the experiences, the people, and the meaning of why I came here in the first place. I fear I will go home to Minneapolis and slide back into my normal life and forget the things I felt and experienced on this trip. I fear I will forget the faces, the people, the disparity of wealth that is so abundantly apparent, the unique leaders and people I have been blessed to share this trip with, the host mamas, the children of Guguletu, the city and it’s beautiful landscapes, the lack of time keeping, and many, many more things that I could list. My question is “now what” and how do I prevent this from happening? I know I want to do something whether it is direct or indirect with Guguletu, but I want to make a difference somewhere. That is the hardest thing about this trip, is how to articulate “now what” and I think I will struggle with this for quite a while.
Memories from the first week of Capetown
Since I haven’t blogged the last few days, I am going to recap what we have done and seen the past several days.
1. The natural beauty of South Africa and being able to experience it.
2. Getting to know ten of the most wonderful people who are experiencing South Africa with me. I enjoy learning their life stories and who they are as leaders.
3. That I am able to bring smiles and joy to the people who surround me :)
4. A WARM, dry bed ( for those of you in South Africa).
5. COFFEE!!!
6. People who are passionate and care about the world they live in.
7. The ability and courage to have an interest in exploring different cultures.
Wednesday- On Wednesday morning, we spent our time at UCT
with the entire group and Christen (our instructor) and her husband Mark
(University of CapeTown) at our first lecture, where a professor of political science spoke on Apartheid and the history of South Africa, which was incredibly intriguing and interesting. His name was Zwelethu, and there is rumor that he may be appointed to the new president of South Africa’s cabinet (just a little neat fact). Our classroom overlooked the mountains, which was a beautiful place to be learning. To note an interesting fact, Zwelethu mentioned there is an “AIDS” industry throughout South Africa, meaning there are a slew of jobs to be pursued within this industry whether it be consulting, counseling, resource centers, policy, etc. We then headed to a place called Café Sofia that had pretty Americanized food and ate lunch. We spent our afternoon at a museum dedicated to District 6. District 6 was a neighborhood in CapeTown with primary black residents who were kicked out of their neighborhood during Apartheid and the government demolished their living quarters. It is a prime living area because of it’s relocation- it is near table mountain, downtown, the ocean, etc. Later on we went to Green Market Square, which was a tradition African market with lots of vendors. I bought some things for friends, families and myself and even landed a few deals by negotiating/bargaining (that’s for you Dad!).
Thursday- our entire day centered on typical tourism. We spent our day traveling surrounding CapeTown doing various things. We took a coach bus and headed to “seal” Island….we took a ferry out on the ocean to see a beautiful area where many seals are located near the mountains. It ended up raining and was quite rough on the ocean, however I kind of enjoyed the weather. We then went to see a penguin reserve/colony which was a boardwalk that went through the Oceanside park of South African penguins, where were entirely adorable! Who knew creatures could be so fascinating? We spent our afternoon visiting Capepoint and the Cape of Good Hope. Capepoint was an area nestled on the ocean with giant boulders looking into the ocean….very scenic and beautiful. My favorite part of this day was getting to see the Cape of Good Hope. The Cape of Good Hope is an area near Capetown, which is the most southern tip of the entire continent of Africa. It is up a mountain, probably about a half of a mile walk up on cobblestone and when you reach the top, there is a lighthouse and it overlooks the Atlantic and Indian oceans. After hiking up the path and finally being at the point, I was immensely amazed and will be one of those moments I will never forget- a moment that summed my entire experiences thus far in South Africa. South Africa is one of the most physically beautiful places I’ve ever been to.
Friday- Today we had an informal discussion at UCT with our instructor, Christen, and the other leadership students. We reflected upon our experiences thus far and how we feel about South Africa up to this point. We also touched on what we will be experiencing in the coming week where we will be living in Guguletu- a village outside of CapeTown that is stricken by an immense amount of poverty. This village was created during Apartheid that where people where separated by their race. Our agenda had us going to Robbin Island (where Nelson Mandela was imprisoned) for the afternoon, however the weather didn’t permit us to go. Our trip to the island was moved up to our third week when we are back in Capetown.
My Experiences-
One of the most frustrating things that has been overly
apparent to me throughout my trip thus far, is my confusion associated with my
reason or passion for being here. I will be the first to admit that I am rather impatient when a question of thoughts are unanswered. I have always trusted my gut instinct and I know I would be on this trip for a reason, something inside of me told me that it would not only be life changing, but also give me an answer to something I desired to seek out. Personally, questions and thoughts are answered when I am aware and listening to the world around me. However, it has been difficult for me to do so on this trip because I have spent a majority of my time taking in my experiences and not knowing how to interpret or categorize them. I feel that part of this is because I am somewhere unfamiliar, as well as experiencing things I have never experienced before. A part of not being able to articulate or find my passion for being here is because I am still in a relatively comfortable environment, and when I spend my next week in a very challenging and uncomfortable environment, I will be able to better articulate and express my reason for participating in this experience. I am still waiting and looking….
Getting to spend time and known the 9 other students on this trip has been very rewarding, and I feel I have gotten to know them to an extent that would be impossible in many other situations because of the context and mission of this trip. We have built a community that will have a lasting impact on my life and when reflecting upon my experiences, I know these people will enrich what I have felt and seen. Being around leaders who similar to me provides a blanket of security, but challenges me because when getting to know these people, they are all incredibly different. I am very, very grateful for these people and look forward to what I will learn from them in the following 2 weeks while in South Africa.
I miss home a little bit…..I miss my dad, my brothers, and being around the comforts of home during the summer time. When I go back to Minneapolis after this trip, it will be my first summer away from home, and I have mixed feeling on this; although, overall it is bittersweet. The thing I miss most about home is watching others grow, particularly my brothers. When I return to the US, I am excited to go home and spend a few days around my family. I am appreciative to have family who support me in my journey, values, experiences, and decisions (for the most part).
During our class discussion, Christen asked us what we thought/felt the reason for spending our first week doing touristy stuff in CapeTown and then spending a week in a village was intended for. Previous to this question, I reflected upon this thought for a long time. Was this set up intentionally or was it “just because?” However, I believe there is intention in this and it is because we will gain the most out of our trip and see different aspects of beauty. To further illustrate, I believe the beauty in CapeTown versus the beauty in townships are polar opposites. Capetown is “physically” beautiful- very scenic, beautiful historical sights, etc. On the extreme end, you have townships surrounding Captown that are literally shacks and the people of those townships are incredibly poor and live off of little- however, community is highly valued which translates into people who are internally beautiful. A quote from our interstudy leader “NJ” ( to maybe further illustrate this concept?) is that South Africa is a “third world country with the feautures of a first world country.” Overall, I am very excited for the upcoming week and what we will be able to experience in our “service” aspect of the trip in Guguletu. I am surprised that I am not nervous or apprehensive for this part of the trip, which seems to be a feeling among many of the other students. I feel the reason being is because one of my best qualities, as a person and leader, is being able to adapt and make the best of any situation. I feel that although I will potentionally be very uncomfortable, I will be able to walk out of this experiernce more appreciative, grateful, and inspired than I have ever been. This is the sole reason I am looking forward to this part.
I am off…….tonight we are going out for dinner and then out for drinks……Saturday is a full day of a safari!!! ( for those of you who know I have been looking forward to this part for so long!)…..More to come J
Monday, June 8, 2009
Memories of Guglethu
5/31/2009
I woke up this morning and prepared myself and my belongings for a week long homestead in the township of Guguletu, which is just outside of Capetown. It was about a 15 minute drive from where we are staying in Mobwray. Immediately upon arrival I was opened up to the extreme physical appearance in the disparity of wealth- Instead of “homes”, the streets were closely lined and crowded with literal shacks- sheets of tin or warped boards and a tin roof in a space just big enough to be a standard bathroom in a home in the United States. I couldn’t believe that families lived in these- sometimes even 10 or 12 people. There was trash throughout these streets, with scruffy dogs digging through the piles to find something to eat. This was an image I will never forget- I felt almost that it was unrealistic and that it was a scene from a picture or movie. We then arrived at the church/community center called “JL Zwane.” JL Zwane is a community center/church that provides church services, community activities, HIV/AIDS support groups, the “Rainbow” after school program (which I will later explain), an orphan program, and delivers food parcels to those in need, etc. When we entered the community center and got settled for the church service, we were greeted by hundreds of smiles and hugs, grace, thanks, etc. It was amazing to see how big these people’s hearts were for these strangers ( us) who had come across the world to learn and experience South Africa, specifically the township of Guguletu.
After mingling before the church service we went to sit and observe/participate in an authentic JL Zwane church service. I had mixed feelings about what I was going to experience because of my feelings/thoughts toward organized religion. However, the service ended up being beautiful. Throughout the entire service, the choir/members of the church sang quite frequently and I have honestly never heard such beautiful song/worship and powerful voices were entirely moving. It gave me chills up and down my back and that moment will forever be remembered. It was a gentle reminder how music and singing can influence your feelings and emotions.
I would also like to talk a little bit about what JL Zwane looks like. It was recently remodeled within the past 10 years, so it is relatively modern. The walls are painted in rich tones and colores- purples, yellows, oranges, blues. Scattered throughout the center walls are phrases and sayings relating to love, faith, hope, religion, etc. My favorite phrase on the wall in the main gathering area is “ Live simply, love extravangantly.” There are several break out rooms, the area where the church services are, a main gathering area, bathrooms, a couple of offices, a kitchen, etc. There is also a place in the front where you meet and greet that has modern looking “space” like chairs that are SO comfortable.
One of the first people we conversed with was Mel, a chaplain who is in the army who is spending a couple of years doing her degree in Guguletu. Mel is 27 years old and is originally from Florida. She introduced us to the center and shared her kind words with us. After further getting to know her, I realized how mature and wise she was for being so young. She was an incredibly effective communicator and offered great advice to what we were about/ were experiencing in Guguletu.
So far, I feel very safe and comfortable in my homestay. After our church services and talking to various people, we met our “host” families and our house mamas ( as they refer them to). My house mama is Titi, and she is a middle-aged single mother who teaches in Guguletu. Titi has one daughter in college ( who is studying economics) and her name is Mumella. After getting to know Titi a little bit, I realized she was very reserved and somewhat quiet/shy, but she has such a kind heart. I was hoping for someone more open and lively, however I am grateful to have a nice home and comfortable atmosphere to stay.
I am still unsure of how to process and reflect upon my experiences thus far. I wonder when will it hit me? When will it change me? When will the light bulb go off? It is frusterating and I feel an overwhelming amount of anxiety pertaining to these thoughts. I am used to being able to express my feelings with ease through words and communicate to myself how I feel, but I am at a loss of words and feelings. Does this mean I am not challenging myself enough? Do I need to push myself outside of my comfort zone? Or is this how I naturally react upon a situation such as this ( since I have never really experienced this before)? It makes me want to give up and not feel, but I obviously can’t do that.
To end the evening, I am going to make a list of things I am grateful for:
1.) A giving/gracious host mama and daughter who have made me feel at home, safe, and comfortable
2.) Getting to experience and hear the singing today at the church service
6/1/2009
Today I delt with many feelings, mostly a mixture of denial and distance as a way of coping with the hardships I have seen. We visited a place in another township called Khaeyetlisha called the “Treatment Action Campaign”, which offers educational services and support for those affected by HIV/AIDS. One particular activities who basically runs the center spoke toe us, and his name was Mandela. Mandela had an intense amount of passion and dedication to providing awareness reguarding HIV/AIDS. He even told us President Obama had sat in the same room as we had.
We then visited a TB/HIV clinic and I will admit I felt uncomfortable around so many sick people. Many patients wore masks and the building felt unsanitary, in my standards ( but I’m sure it was not in theirs). I will admit I was quick to judge, as hard as I tried not to. After our clinic visit, we were greeted by a member of the church who does socialwork in Guguletu, and her name is Johanna. Johanna gave us a tour of the seven monuments where a group of men where killed and shot, the Amy Biel memorial ( Amy Biel was an American staying in the Capetown area and was killed about ten years ago), and the food market. I was entirely grossed out at the food market- meat sat out with flies surrounding it. There was also a little place across the street where “smiley” was being prepared. Smiley is a “sheeps” head and it looks gross. Look up a picture in google if you are interested, just type in South African Smiley.
One experience I will never forget was when we visited 2 orphans- a girl who is about 18 years old and a boy who is about 10 years old. They lived in their own home and were helped out by Johanna and the JL Zwane center. They have been orphaned for about 2 years because their mother had died, and they had relatives in the Eastern Cape, which is a different area in South Africa, but chose to stay in Guguletu because they wanted to remain in school and get an education since the move would only allow them to drop out of school and work on a ranch. I was particularly touched/effected when the orphan girl spoke of her role as a student, mother, and sister, and the challenges she faced. My heart ached for the losses she had suffered and the daily struggles she faced in these roles. It made me reflect upon the particular situation and if I was in her role with my 4 younger siblings. How does one balance raising a family, getting an education, and at the same time partake in the process of growing up as a young adult? I can’t even put myself in her shoes or situation. Not having the support of parents would be extremely difficult.
After visiting these orphans, we wrapped up our day spending time with kids in the rainbow after-school program. Brittney and I were placed in a classroom with 3rd grade children. This was one of the favorite parts of my trip- although these kids could not speak English ( they spoke Xhosa) they enjoyed our presence. These kids had the biggest hearts- smiles and laughs poured out as we took pictures and showed the pictures to them. They sung songs and danced for us, too. It was a gentle reminder of the importance of the simple things in life, such as a smile or laugh.
I also want to tell the story of a woman who made a huge impact on myself, as well as our group in general. Johanna is an older woman (50-60ish years) who no longer works as a cleaning supervisor because of her bad back problems, so has instead opted to quit that job and now works/volunteers as a “social worker” for JL Zwane, Several days each week, Johanna visits the elderly, orphaned, or those in need. She delivers foods and simply talks to them and keeps them company. She speaks so proudly of her duties and what she does. She genuinely loves the work she does, and the irony of this situation is that she is just as in need of these things as any other individual in the community. She has an incredible amount of faith and feels that she will be provided with as long as she has her faith, and she hasn’t gone to bed hungry in the 2 years she has done this because of that faith..keep in mind she has no income.
I also want to mention a few of the important things I will take away from conversation with Mel Bars ( the assistant pastor from Florida). The first lesson, is that one should ask people and be curious about other’s life stories. It is a gift that goes both ways, and through other’s life stories you learn more about yourself and how to articulate yourself out loud. The second lesson, is that you must remember to revisit/reflect upon “Am I authentic person on my own journey?” in times of feeling guilt, dispair, etc. This helps ease those feelings because you can at least acknowledge/honor the differences. I want to further illustrate how I feel about these two lessons. The first lesson, is something a personal mentor and friend made me aware of and how important life stories are. I have always been interested in other’s life stories because I am aware that it helps me to get to know myself better and what my mission in life is, as well as what I enjoy, what motivates me to get up every day, etc. However, I haven’t thought much about how life stories are a gift that goes both ways. Meaning, when a person share’s their life story with you it makes them eager, excited, etc. that you are interested in who they are and what they have to say, and not only does it do that, but it can help you articulate and understand where you come from and what you believe. I have such a genuine interest for other’s life stories and it makes me crave travel and wanting to learn more through different culture. Secondly, the lesson of asking yourself “ Am I an authentic person on my own journey?” during times of dispair, guilt, etc. I am sure most, if not any, can attest that it is difficult to not feel guilty when you are sourrounded with people who are less fortunate than yourself, no matter the circumstances or what one is familiar with/knows. For example, when you see a young child running on a playground and they fall and scrape their knee, you automatically feel empathetic for the pain they are feeling. Or you see a homeless person on the street and want to give them money, even if you are a broke college student. Being in Guguletu is an extreme case of these feelings. Touring the towns and seeing those who have literally nothing, makes one want to share what they have ( even if it is little) and feel guilty that we are much more fortunate in terms of basic necessities, shelter, an education, etc. However, the lesson to be learned in these situations is that you can not take responsibility or feel guilty for these situations- it is part of life and acknowledging the differences is what is the most important. Being true to yourself is what is important, and accepting that this is part of life is also important. One can give or contribute where your self-interests lie and with what you are passionate about. Currently, I am still unsure of where this is, but I want to be able to commit myself to finding this.
6/8/09
Puns and Buns- that is what Erica and I love J
Yesterday was our first day of the trip we got to sleep in and have a free day to ourselves, something I enjoyed immensely. Yes, I’m complaining that we have been a little bit overprogrammed, but it has to be that way when you are only spending three weeks across the world, so needless to say I really enjoyed it. I spent my afternoon with two other students- Emily T. and Amanda D. and our instructor, Christen, at the beach in the suburbs of Capetown. The water was freezing, but the views were beautiful. I really enjoyed it.
I have still been thinking about how to process my expriences here, and I am clueless as how to go about it or what to do with myself. It’s almost like I’m in denial, using it as a defense mechanims, that is hindering me on expressing what I felt in the township of Guguletu.
Today during our class at the University of Capetown, we met and began to process our experience in the township. We ended up getting on the subject of education and all associated with it. Education in South Africa, specifically the townships, is a HUGE problem that is not easily solved and that does not have one specific remedy or answer htat will cure all of the symptoms this problem of education creates. In South Africa, students are required to wear uniforms and for the most part, attend private schools and have to pay large fees to do so. Because many families in the townships have low incomes, they struggle to pay the fees for their children’s primary education: something that is SO valuable for a child and helping them excel in life. A majority of the children go to school with empty bellies, which as one knows, has a huge impact on their learning and hinders their ability to learn important subjects and skills for life. Teachers aren’t payed well, and the facilities are terrible. Seeing this education and reflecting upon my own before college brought up a lot of feelings. As many students feel, growing up in a small rural town our education was somewhat hindered….we didn’t have as many resources as larger schools because of funding, which meant less extracurriculars, less AP course offerings in the highschools, paying fees for extras, etc. How can I complain about this when students across the world are struggling to learn because they are hungry or because they literally have rain coming into their classrooms? My heart goes out to these children and the world they grow up in.
I also know that with this experience I would like to formally collaborate with CEHD student services and the study abroad office to possibly do something surrounding study abroad workshops for students interested and promoting the value and benefit of study abroad. I’ve had a little thought with this and I already have an in by working in the undergraduate student services office because with the new iniatives for incoming students, they are required to attend advising Fridays and can attend study abroad sessions. I would like to create some sort of presentation and be able to present at those workshops occasionally, maybe the study abroad office, or even to student organizations. Not only with this help me revisit and reflect upon how I interpret and use my experience, but I hope that it will inspire at least several students to utilize study abroad.
I woke up this morning and prepared myself and my belongings for a week long homestead in the township of Guguletu, which is just outside of Capetown. It was about a 15 minute drive from where we are staying in Mobwray. Immediately upon arrival I was opened up to the extreme physical appearance in the disparity of wealth- Instead of “homes”, the streets were closely lined and crowded with literal shacks- sheets of tin or warped boards and a tin roof in a space just big enough to be a standard bathroom in a home in the United States. I couldn’t believe that families lived in these- sometimes even 10 or 12 people. There was trash throughout these streets, with scruffy dogs digging through the piles to find something to eat. This was an image I will never forget- I felt almost that it was unrealistic and that it was a scene from a picture or movie. We then arrived at the church/community center called “JL Zwane.” JL Zwane is a community center/church that provides church services, community activities, HIV/AIDS support groups, the “Rainbow” after school program (which I will later explain), an orphan program, and delivers food parcels to those in need, etc. When we entered the community center and got settled for the church service, we were greeted by hundreds of smiles and hugs, grace, thanks, etc. It was amazing to see how big these people’s hearts were for these strangers ( us) who had come across the world to learn and experience South Africa, specifically the township of Guguletu.
After mingling before the church service we went to sit and observe/participate in an authentic JL Zwane church service. I had mixed feelings about what I was going to experience because of my feelings/thoughts toward organized religion. However, the service ended up being beautiful. Throughout the entire service, the choir/members of the church sang quite frequently and I have honestly never heard such beautiful song/worship and powerful voices were entirely moving. It gave me chills up and down my back and that moment will forever be remembered. It was a gentle reminder how music and singing can influence your feelings and emotions.
I would also like to talk a little bit about what JL Zwane looks like. It was recently remodeled within the past 10 years, so it is relatively modern. The walls are painted in rich tones and colores- purples, yellows, oranges, blues. Scattered throughout the center walls are phrases and sayings relating to love, faith, hope, religion, etc. My favorite phrase on the wall in the main gathering area is “ Live simply, love extravangantly.” There are several break out rooms, the area where the church services are, a main gathering area, bathrooms, a couple of offices, a kitchen, etc. There is also a place in the front where you meet and greet that has modern looking “space” like chairs that are SO comfortable.
One of the first people we conversed with was Mel, a chaplain who is in the army who is spending a couple of years doing her degree in Guguletu. Mel is 27 years old and is originally from Florida. She introduced us to the center and shared her kind words with us. After further getting to know her, I realized how mature and wise she was for being so young. She was an incredibly effective communicator and offered great advice to what we were about/ were experiencing in Guguletu.
So far, I feel very safe and comfortable in my homestay. After our church services and talking to various people, we met our “host” families and our house mamas ( as they refer them to). My house mama is Titi, and she is a middle-aged single mother who teaches in Guguletu. Titi has one daughter in college ( who is studying economics) and her name is Mumella. After getting to know Titi a little bit, I realized she was very reserved and somewhat quiet/shy, but she has such a kind heart. I was hoping for someone more open and lively, however I am grateful to have a nice home and comfortable atmosphere to stay.
I am still unsure of how to process and reflect upon my experiences thus far. I wonder when will it hit me? When will it change me? When will the light bulb go off? It is frusterating and I feel an overwhelming amount of anxiety pertaining to these thoughts. I am used to being able to express my feelings with ease through words and communicate to myself how I feel, but I am at a loss of words and feelings. Does this mean I am not challenging myself enough? Do I need to push myself outside of my comfort zone? Or is this how I naturally react upon a situation such as this ( since I have never really experienced this before)? It makes me want to give up and not feel, but I obviously can’t do that.
To end the evening, I am going to make a list of things I am grateful for:
1.) A giving/gracious host mama and daughter who have made me feel at home, safe, and comfortable
2.) Getting to experience and hear the singing today at the church service
6/1/2009
Today I delt with many feelings, mostly a mixture of denial and distance as a way of coping with the hardships I have seen. We visited a place in another township called Khaeyetlisha called the “Treatment Action Campaign”, which offers educational services and support for those affected by HIV/AIDS. One particular activities who basically runs the center spoke toe us, and his name was Mandela. Mandela had an intense amount of passion and dedication to providing awareness reguarding HIV/AIDS. He even told us President Obama had sat in the same room as we had.
We then visited a TB/HIV clinic and I will admit I felt uncomfortable around so many sick people. Many patients wore masks and the building felt unsanitary, in my standards ( but I’m sure it was not in theirs). I will admit I was quick to judge, as hard as I tried not to. After our clinic visit, we were greeted by a member of the church who does socialwork in Guguletu, and her name is Johanna. Johanna gave us a tour of the seven monuments where a group of men where killed and shot, the Amy Biel memorial ( Amy Biel was an American staying in the Capetown area and was killed about ten years ago), and the food market. I was entirely grossed out at the food market- meat sat out with flies surrounding it. There was also a little place across the street where “smiley” was being prepared. Smiley is a “sheeps” head and it looks gross. Look up a picture in google if you are interested, just type in South African Smiley.
One experience I will never forget was when we visited 2 orphans- a girl who is about 18 years old and a boy who is about 10 years old. They lived in their own home and were helped out by Johanna and the JL Zwane center. They have been orphaned for about 2 years because their mother had died, and they had relatives in the Eastern Cape, which is a different area in South Africa, but chose to stay in Guguletu because they wanted to remain in school and get an education since the move would only allow them to drop out of school and work on a ranch. I was particularly touched/effected when the orphan girl spoke of her role as a student, mother, and sister, and the challenges she faced. My heart ached for the losses she had suffered and the daily struggles she faced in these roles. It made me reflect upon the particular situation and if I was in her role with my 4 younger siblings. How does one balance raising a family, getting an education, and at the same time partake in the process of growing up as a young adult? I can’t even put myself in her shoes or situation. Not having the support of parents would be extremely difficult.
After visiting these orphans, we wrapped up our day spending time with kids in the rainbow after-school program. Brittney and I were placed in a classroom with 3rd grade children. This was one of the favorite parts of my trip- although these kids could not speak English ( they spoke Xhosa) they enjoyed our presence. These kids had the biggest hearts- smiles and laughs poured out as we took pictures and showed the pictures to them. They sung songs and danced for us, too. It was a gentle reminder of the importance of the simple things in life, such as a smile or laugh.
I also want to tell the story of a woman who made a huge impact on myself, as well as our group in general. Johanna is an older woman (50-60ish years) who no longer works as a cleaning supervisor because of her bad back problems, so has instead opted to quit that job and now works/volunteers as a “social worker” for JL Zwane, Several days each week, Johanna visits the elderly, orphaned, or those in need. She delivers foods and simply talks to them and keeps them company. She speaks so proudly of her duties and what she does. She genuinely loves the work she does, and the irony of this situation is that she is just as in need of these things as any other individual in the community. She has an incredible amount of faith and feels that she will be provided with as long as she has her faith, and she hasn’t gone to bed hungry in the 2 years she has done this because of that faith..keep in mind she has no income.
I also want to mention a few of the important things I will take away from conversation with Mel Bars ( the assistant pastor from Florida). The first lesson, is that one should ask people and be curious about other’s life stories. It is a gift that goes both ways, and through other’s life stories you learn more about yourself and how to articulate yourself out loud. The second lesson, is that you must remember to revisit/reflect upon “Am I authentic person on my own journey?” in times of feeling guilt, dispair, etc. This helps ease those feelings because you can at least acknowledge/honor the differences. I want to further illustrate how I feel about these two lessons. The first lesson, is something a personal mentor and friend made me aware of and how important life stories are. I have always been interested in other’s life stories because I am aware that it helps me to get to know myself better and what my mission in life is, as well as what I enjoy, what motivates me to get up every day, etc. However, I haven’t thought much about how life stories are a gift that goes both ways. Meaning, when a person share’s their life story with you it makes them eager, excited, etc. that you are interested in who they are and what they have to say, and not only does it do that, but it can help you articulate and understand where you come from and what you believe. I have such a genuine interest for other’s life stories and it makes me crave travel and wanting to learn more through different culture. Secondly, the lesson of asking yourself “ Am I an authentic person on my own journey?” during times of dispair, guilt, etc. I am sure most, if not any, can attest that it is difficult to not feel guilty when you are sourrounded with people who are less fortunate than yourself, no matter the circumstances or what one is familiar with/knows. For example, when you see a young child running on a playground and they fall and scrape their knee, you automatically feel empathetic for the pain they are feeling. Or you see a homeless person on the street and want to give them money, even if you are a broke college student. Being in Guguletu is an extreme case of these feelings. Touring the towns and seeing those who have literally nothing, makes one want to share what they have ( even if it is little) and feel guilty that we are much more fortunate in terms of basic necessities, shelter, an education, etc. However, the lesson to be learned in these situations is that you can not take responsibility or feel guilty for these situations- it is part of life and acknowledging the differences is what is the most important. Being true to yourself is what is important, and accepting that this is part of life is also important. One can give or contribute where your self-interests lie and with what you are passionate about. Currently, I am still unsure of where this is, but I want to be able to commit myself to finding this.
6/8/09
Puns and Buns- that is what Erica and I love J
Yesterday was our first day of the trip we got to sleep in and have a free day to ourselves, something I enjoyed immensely. Yes, I’m complaining that we have been a little bit overprogrammed, but it has to be that way when you are only spending three weeks across the world, so needless to say I really enjoyed it. I spent my afternoon with two other students- Emily T. and Amanda D. and our instructor, Christen, at the beach in the suburbs of Capetown. The water was freezing, but the views were beautiful. I really enjoyed it.
I have still been thinking about how to process my expriences here, and I am clueless as how to go about it or what to do with myself. It’s almost like I’m in denial, using it as a defense mechanims, that is hindering me on expressing what I felt in the township of Guguletu.
Today during our class at the University of Capetown, we met and began to process our experience in the township. We ended up getting on the subject of education and all associated with it. Education in South Africa, specifically the townships, is a HUGE problem that is not easily solved and that does not have one specific remedy or answer htat will cure all of the symptoms this problem of education creates. In South Africa, students are required to wear uniforms and for the most part, attend private schools and have to pay large fees to do so. Because many families in the townships have low incomes, they struggle to pay the fees for their children’s primary education: something that is SO valuable for a child and helping them excel in life. A majority of the children go to school with empty bellies, which as one knows, has a huge impact on their learning and hinders their ability to learn important subjects and skills for life. Teachers aren’t payed well, and the facilities are terrible. Seeing this education and reflecting upon my own before college brought up a lot of feelings. As many students feel, growing up in a small rural town our education was somewhat hindered….we didn’t have as many resources as larger schools because of funding, which meant less extracurriculars, less AP course offerings in the highschools, paying fees for extras, etc. How can I complain about this when students across the world are struggling to learn because they are hungry or because they literally have rain coming into their classrooms? My heart goes out to these children and the world they grow up in.
I also know that with this experience I would like to formally collaborate with CEHD student services and the study abroad office to possibly do something surrounding study abroad workshops for students interested and promoting the value and benefit of study abroad. I’ve had a little thought with this and I already have an in by working in the undergraduate student services office because with the new iniatives for incoming students, they are required to attend advising Fridays and can attend study abroad sessions. I would like to create some sort of presentation and be able to present at those workshops occasionally, maybe the study abroad office, or even to student organizations. Not only with this help me revisit and reflect upon how I interpret and use my experience, but I hope that it will inspire at least several students to utilize study abroad.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
South Africa 4
Yesterday was spent on a South African safari…my favorite part thus far! We drove about 3 hours outside of Capetown and spent the entire day driving around in a landrover seeing zebras, giraffes, antelope, etc. What an experience.
Today will be the day we leave to stay in the townships for 5 days for our homestay in Gugletu. We will be attending a church services this morning there and then meeting our host families. Throughout the week, we will spend time in lecture as well as serving those of Gugletu. We will be listening to an HIV/AIDS support group, spending time with kids in an afternoon school program, cleaning up a playground, etc. Because I will be in Gugletu, I will not have internet access for the week. More to come when I return to Capetown…..
Emily
Today will be the day we leave to stay in the townships for 5 days for our homestay in Gugletu. We will be attending a church services this morning there and then meeting our host families. Throughout the week, we will spend time in lecture as well as serving those of Gugletu. We will be listening to an HIV/AIDS support group, spending time with kids in an afternoon school program, cleaning up a playground, etc. Because I will be in Gugletu, I will not have internet access for the week. More to come when I return to Capetown…..
Emily
South Africa 3
Since I haven’t blogged the last few days, I am going to recap what we have done and seen the past several days.
One thing I want to start for my blogs and continue to do throughout my experience is listing things I am grateful/appreciative of. So here it goes:
The natural beauty of South Africa and being able to experience it.
Getting to know 10 of the most wonderful people who are experiencing South Africa with me. I enjoy learning their life stories and who they are as leaders.
That I am able to bring smiles and joy to people I am surrounded by.
A warm, DRY (for those of you in South Africa) bed
Coffee!!
People who are passionate and care about the world.
The ability to have an interest in life long learning.
My general positive attitude and abilities to make the best out of any situation.
Wednesday- On Wednesday morning, we spent our time at UCT with the entire group and Christen (our instructor) and her husband Mark (University of CapeTown) at our first lecture, where a professor of political science spoke on Apartheid and the history of South Africa, which was incredibly intriguing and interesting. His name was Zwelethu, and there is rumor that he may be appointed to the new president of South Africa’s cabinet (just a little neat fact). Our classroom overlooked the mountains, which was a beautiful place to be learning. To note an interesting fact, Zwelethu mentioned there is an “AIDS” industry throughout South Africa, meaning there are a slew of jobs to be pursued within this industry whether it be consulting, counseling, resource centers, policy, etc. We then headed to a place called Café Sofia that had pretty Americanized food and ate lunch. We spent our afternoon at a museum dedicated to District 6. District 6 was a neighborhood in CapeTown with primary black residents who were kicked out of their neighborhood during Apartheid and the government demolished their living quarters. It is a prime living area because of it’s relocation- it is near table mountain, downtown, the ocean, etc. Later on we went to Green Market Square, which was a tradition African market with lots of vendors. I bought some things for friends, families and myself and even landed a few deals by negotiating/bargaining (that’s for you Dad!).
Thursday- our entire day centered on typical tourism. We spent our day traveling surrounding CapeTown doing various things. We took a coach bus and headed to “seal” Island….we took a ferry out on the ocean to see a beautiful area where many seals are located near the mountains. It ended up raining and was quite rough on the ocean, however I kind of enjoyed the weather. We then went to see a penguin reserve/colony which was a boardwalk that went through the Oceanside park of South African penguins, where were entirely adorable! Who knew creatures could be so fascinating? We spent our afternoon visiting Capepoint and the Cape of Good Hope. Capepoint was an area nestled on the ocean with giant boulders looking into the ocean….very scenic and beautiful. My favorite part of this day was getting to see the Cape of Good Hope. The Cape of Good Hope is an area near Capetown, which is the most southern tip of the entire continent of Africa. It is up a mountain, probably about a half of a mile walk up on cobblestone and when you reach the top, there is a lighthouse and it overlooks the Atlantic and Indian oceans. After hiking up the path and finally being at the point, I was immensely amazed and will be one of those moments I will never forget- a moment that summed my entire experiences thus far in South Africa. South Africa is one of the most physically beautiful places I’ve ever been to.
Friday- Today we had an informal discussion at UCT with our instructor, Christen, and the other leadership students. We reflected upon our experiences thus far and how we feel about South Africa up to this point. We also touched on what we will be experiencing in the coming week where we will be living in Guguletu- a village outside of CapeTown that is stricken by an immense amount of poverty. This village was created during Apartheid that where people where separated by their race. Our agenda had us going to Robbin Island (where Nelson Mandela was imprisoned) for the afternoon, however the weather didn’t permit us to go. Our trip to the island was moved up to our third week when we are back in Capetown.
My Experiences-
One of the most frustrating things that has been overly apparent to me throughout my trip thus far, is my confusion associated with my reason or passion for being here. I will be the first to admit that I am rather impatient when a question of thoughts are unanswered. I have always trusted my gut instinct and I know I would be on this trip for a reason, something inside of me told me that it would not only be life changing, but also give me an answer to something I desired to seek out. Personally, questions and thoughts are answered when I am aware and listening to the world around me. However, it has been difficult for me to do so on this trip because I have spent a majority of my time taking in my experiences and not knowing how to interpret or categorize them. I feel that part of this is because I am somewhere unfamiliar, as well as experiencing things I have never experienced before. A part of not being able to articulate or find my passion for being here is because I am still in a relatively comfortable environment, and when I spend my next week in a very challenging and uncomfortable environment, I will be able to better articulate and express my reason for participating in this experience. I am still waiting and looking….
Getting to spend time and known the 9 other students on this trip has been very rewarding, and I feel I have gotten to know them to an extent that would be impossible in many other situations because of the context and mission of this trip. We have built a community that will have a lasting impact on my life and when reflecting upon my experiences, I know these people will enrich what I have felt and seen. Being around leaders who similar to me provides a blanket of security, but challenges me because when getting to know these people, they are all incredibly different. I am very, very grateful for these people and look forward to what I will learn from them in the following 2 weeks while in South Africa.
I miss home a little bit…..I miss my dad, my brothers, and being around the comforts of home during the summer time. When I go back to Minneapolis after this trip, it will be my first summer away from home, and I have mixed feeling on this; although, overall it is bittersweet. The thing I miss most about home is watching others grow, particularly my brothers. When I return to the US, I am excited to go home and spend a few days around my family. I am appreciative to have family who support me in my journey, values, experiences, and decisions (for the most part).
During our class discussion, Christen asked us what we thought/felt the reason for spending our first week doing touristy stuff in CapeTown and then spending a week in a village was intended for. Previous to this question, I reflected upon this thought for a long time. Was this set up intentionally or was it “just because?” However, I believe there is intention in this and it is because we will gain the most out of our trip and see different aspects of beauty. To further illustrate, I believe the beauty in CapeTown versus the beauty in townships are polar opposites. Capetown is “physically” beautiful- very scenic, beautiful historical sights, etc. On the extreme end, you have townships surrounding Captown that are literally shacks and the people of those townships are incredibly poor and live off of little- however, community is highly valued which translates into people who are internally beautiful. A quote from our interstudy leader “NJ” ( to maybe further illustrate this concept?) is that South Africa is a “third world country with the feautures of a first world country.” Overall, I am very excited for the upcoming week and what we will be able to experience in our “service” aspect of the trip in Guguletu. I am surprised that I am not nervous or apprehensive for this part of the trip, which seems to be a feeling among many of the other students. I feel the reason being is because one of my best qualities, as a person and leader, is being able to adapt and make the best of any situation. I feel that although I will potentionally be very uncomfortable, I will be able to walk out of this experiernce more appreciative, grateful, and inspired than I have ever been. This is the sole reason I am looking forward to this part.
I am off…….tonight we are going out for dinner and then out for drinks……Saturday is a full day of a safari!!! ( for those of you who know I have been looking forward to this part for so long!)…..More to come.
Watermelondrea
One thing I want to start for my blogs and continue to do throughout my experience is listing things I am grateful/appreciative of. So here it goes:
The natural beauty of South Africa and being able to experience it.
Getting to know 10 of the most wonderful people who are experiencing South Africa with me. I enjoy learning their life stories and who they are as leaders.
That I am able to bring smiles and joy to people I am surrounded by.
A warm, DRY (for those of you in South Africa) bed
Coffee!!
People who are passionate and care about the world.
The ability to have an interest in life long learning.
My general positive attitude and abilities to make the best out of any situation.
Wednesday- On Wednesday morning, we spent our time at UCT with the entire group and Christen (our instructor) and her husband Mark (University of CapeTown) at our first lecture, where a professor of political science spoke on Apartheid and the history of South Africa, which was incredibly intriguing and interesting. His name was Zwelethu, and there is rumor that he may be appointed to the new president of South Africa’s cabinet (just a little neat fact). Our classroom overlooked the mountains, which was a beautiful place to be learning. To note an interesting fact, Zwelethu mentioned there is an “AIDS” industry throughout South Africa, meaning there are a slew of jobs to be pursued within this industry whether it be consulting, counseling, resource centers, policy, etc. We then headed to a place called Café Sofia that had pretty Americanized food and ate lunch. We spent our afternoon at a museum dedicated to District 6. District 6 was a neighborhood in CapeTown with primary black residents who were kicked out of their neighborhood during Apartheid and the government demolished their living quarters. It is a prime living area because of it’s relocation- it is near table mountain, downtown, the ocean, etc. Later on we went to Green Market Square, which was a tradition African market with lots of vendors. I bought some things for friends, families and myself and even landed a few deals by negotiating/bargaining (that’s for you Dad!).
Thursday- our entire day centered on typical tourism. We spent our day traveling surrounding CapeTown doing various things. We took a coach bus and headed to “seal” Island….we took a ferry out on the ocean to see a beautiful area where many seals are located near the mountains. It ended up raining and was quite rough on the ocean, however I kind of enjoyed the weather. We then went to see a penguin reserve/colony which was a boardwalk that went through the Oceanside park of South African penguins, where were entirely adorable! Who knew creatures could be so fascinating? We spent our afternoon visiting Capepoint and the Cape of Good Hope. Capepoint was an area nestled on the ocean with giant boulders looking into the ocean….very scenic and beautiful. My favorite part of this day was getting to see the Cape of Good Hope. The Cape of Good Hope is an area near Capetown, which is the most southern tip of the entire continent of Africa. It is up a mountain, probably about a half of a mile walk up on cobblestone and when you reach the top, there is a lighthouse and it overlooks the Atlantic and Indian oceans. After hiking up the path and finally being at the point, I was immensely amazed and will be one of those moments I will never forget- a moment that summed my entire experiences thus far in South Africa. South Africa is one of the most physically beautiful places I’ve ever been to.
Friday- Today we had an informal discussion at UCT with our instructor, Christen, and the other leadership students. We reflected upon our experiences thus far and how we feel about South Africa up to this point. We also touched on what we will be experiencing in the coming week where we will be living in Guguletu- a village outside of CapeTown that is stricken by an immense amount of poverty. This village was created during Apartheid that where people where separated by their race. Our agenda had us going to Robbin Island (where Nelson Mandela was imprisoned) for the afternoon, however the weather didn’t permit us to go. Our trip to the island was moved up to our third week when we are back in Capetown.
My Experiences-
One of the most frustrating things that has been overly apparent to me throughout my trip thus far, is my confusion associated with my reason or passion for being here. I will be the first to admit that I am rather impatient when a question of thoughts are unanswered. I have always trusted my gut instinct and I know I would be on this trip for a reason, something inside of me told me that it would not only be life changing, but also give me an answer to something I desired to seek out. Personally, questions and thoughts are answered when I am aware and listening to the world around me. However, it has been difficult for me to do so on this trip because I have spent a majority of my time taking in my experiences and not knowing how to interpret or categorize them. I feel that part of this is because I am somewhere unfamiliar, as well as experiencing things I have never experienced before. A part of not being able to articulate or find my passion for being here is because I am still in a relatively comfortable environment, and when I spend my next week in a very challenging and uncomfortable environment, I will be able to better articulate and express my reason for participating in this experience. I am still waiting and looking….
Getting to spend time and known the 9 other students on this trip has been very rewarding, and I feel I have gotten to know them to an extent that would be impossible in many other situations because of the context and mission of this trip. We have built a community that will have a lasting impact on my life and when reflecting upon my experiences, I know these people will enrich what I have felt and seen. Being around leaders who similar to me provides a blanket of security, but challenges me because when getting to know these people, they are all incredibly different. I am very, very grateful for these people and look forward to what I will learn from them in the following 2 weeks while in South Africa.
I miss home a little bit…..I miss my dad, my brothers, and being around the comforts of home during the summer time. When I go back to Minneapolis after this trip, it will be my first summer away from home, and I have mixed feeling on this; although, overall it is bittersweet. The thing I miss most about home is watching others grow, particularly my brothers. When I return to the US, I am excited to go home and spend a few days around my family. I am appreciative to have family who support me in my journey, values, experiences, and decisions (for the most part).
During our class discussion, Christen asked us what we thought/felt the reason for spending our first week doing touristy stuff in CapeTown and then spending a week in a village was intended for. Previous to this question, I reflected upon this thought for a long time. Was this set up intentionally or was it “just because?” However, I believe there is intention in this and it is because we will gain the most out of our trip and see different aspects of beauty. To further illustrate, I believe the beauty in CapeTown versus the beauty in townships are polar opposites. Capetown is “physically” beautiful- very scenic, beautiful historical sights, etc. On the extreme end, you have townships surrounding Captown that are literally shacks and the people of those townships are incredibly poor and live off of little- however, community is highly valued which translates into people who are internally beautiful. A quote from our interstudy leader “NJ” ( to maybe further illustrate this concept?) is that South Africa is a “third world country with the feautures of a first world country.” Overall, I am very excited for the upcoming week and what we will be able to experience in our “service” aspect of the trip in Guguletu. I am surprised that I am not nervous or apprehensive for this part of the trip, which seems to be a feeling among many of the other students. I feel the reason being is because one of my best qualities, as a person and leader, is being able to adapt and make the best of any situation. I feel that although I will potentionally be very uncomfortable, I will be able to walk out of this experiernce more appreciative, grateful, and inspired than I have ever been. This is the sole reason I am looking forward to this part.
I am off…….tonight we are going out for dinner and then out for drinks……Saturday is a full day of a safari!!! ( for those of you who know I have been looking forward to this part for so long!)…..More to come.
Watermelondrea
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Today was my first full day in CapeTown. In the morning, we had our orientation at the University of Capetown, and then spent the afternoon at the waterfront shopping and walking alongside the ocean. I still cannot get over how beautiful the mountains settled all along Capetown are. The view is absolutly breathtaking. It makes me wonder if people visiting the University of Minnesota think our campus is just as beautiful? Do I take it for granted? I wonder...
I am still adjusting to this new environment. Usually I cannot stop running my mouth, but here, I have been quieter because I am taking in all that is new- our housing, streets, university, bathrooms, people, etc. Our house is absolutly adorable. I will post pictures later......a good sized lavendar villa nestled on a street, and when you look up on our street you see the mountains. We left our house this morning around 8 am and as I stepped out of our doorstep, it was one of those "surreal" moments- sunny, peaceful, and beautiful. I still cannot believe I am in South Africa....
Here is a list compiled of some of the things I have done so far and what I have observed in my new environment...
1. I LOVE South African accents. It's a mixture between Australian and English, and hard to explain but so interesting!
2. I road a pirate ship today, that's right. We all took a cruise/tacky tourist trap on the ocean along the harbor and watched 2 outrageous guys sing songs and act like pirates would, all while listening to trance/techno music. Be jelous.
3. I still have no concept of how South African money, also known as rand, translates into American money. The South African rand is 8 to 1 of our American dollars, which means we are getting good deals. That means I have NO concept of budgeting....this could get dangerous.
4. We have a great group of "interstudy" faculty/leaders/possy that escorts us around the city and campus.
5. The whole security measure that are taken into account here are interesting. Each home is gated and has bars on the windows/doors, as well as panic buttons. It almost makes you feel as if you are in a jail cell at times. Security is supposed to improve safety, and it can be scary to see how serious they take it into account and makes me feel leery of an unsafe environment. However, overall, I feel very safe because these measures are taken.
6. Buses are called jammies.
7. One of the most profound thoughts that has stuck in my mind is that I am still in Africa, technically a 3rd world country, however I am sitting in my house ( which is very comfortable and nice), on my labtop using wireless, eating gourmet meals, etc. so the aspect of 3rd world doesn't really apply in this setting. I think it will sink in when we do our homestays in the village of Guguletu all of next week. My first perceptions of Africa are totally unexpected of what I had perceived before coming here.
Tomorrow's agenda- our first lecture and then we are visiting the district 6 musuem......more to come!
Emily
Monday, May 25, 2009
I made it to CapeTown in one piece, believe it or not! I am here. Wow. It's about 11 pm here, and I am WIDE awake. The plane ride from Minneapolis to Amsterdam was shorter, 8 hours, but seemed like forever. I slept from Amsterdamn to Capetown, which was about an 11 hour flight- woah. I am thinking I won't get much sleep tonight, oh well.
More to follow......I'm going to get unpacking and hang out.
Emily
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