Friday, 26 July 2013

Keep Calm and Carry On


Durban, South Africa-absolutely breathtaking
I have been trying to figure out how to best express all of the feelings and thoughts that have come up  from my experiences so far, especially Robben Island. An island that was witness to so much pain, disease, and struggle yet was where the foundation was laid to end Apartheid; it is also a symbol of education, personal growth and the birth of  Mandela's A long walk to freedom.  We have learned about the Soweto uprisings of 1976 and reading Kaffir boy /watching A Dry White Season was helpful in creating a mental picture of the time. I was able to vividly picture the disconnect between education and freedom. It was saddening to read about a time when education was used as a tool to oppress and stifle human development, personal growth and liberty.

Depiction of township life through art
 Country of My Skull was able to shed more light on this because we read about how dropping out of school was seen as an act of rebellion against Apartheid. The struggle to redefine South African education and to engage people in the issues affecting the country is still very present and challenging.  Mandela was key in this change. I picture the influential voices of the fight against Apartheid; the students of the Soweto uprisings who gave up their right to an education for the fight and then the political prisoners of Robben Island who used any and every tool at their disposal to educate themselves as leaders, politicians and human beings.  It’s interesting seeing these two distinct groups of the population and how they were fighting against the same enemy but in very different ways.  Which example is the one that set the precedent for how education is viewed in South Africa? I see remnants of both but I hope that Mandela's legacy will be the one young generations hold on to for years to come. 

Flowers, kind thoughts for Madiba found outside the hospital
On Nelson Mandela day (July 18th) we visited a primary school. The students sang songs and we were greeted with such warmth, love and most importantly passion to education and learn. I believe that passion is one of the key elements of what drives us to continue with our education.  This sentiment can be inspired by many different things however, at a young age, the most influential thing in a child’s life are the role models he or she has.  What this particular school lacked in resources it made up for it in resiliency, drive and faith from its teachers and students. I was in a Kindergarten class and it was a very special experience because primary education is where my professional as well as personal interests lie. I am a strong believer in that by focusing on strengthening primary education programs we can make a bigger impact on a country’s socio-economic development.  If we can target the linguistic, physical and mental obstacles that seem to be left unaddressed then we can lower the dropout rates in secondary schools and actually bridge the gap between secondary and higher education.

Two of the most adorable 5 year olds you will ever meet
The students that I worked with were some of the sweetest kids I have come across and extremely bright. It was a class of 25 and the teacher taught a lesson while the students looked on while seated in the middle of the classroom. We were learning how to spell the letter K and after the teacher made a few examples the students split up and went to their tables. There weren’t enough tables so some stayed behind on the mat. She passed out blank sheets of paper and I helped to distribute crayons. I wasn’t sure if the lesson was more lax because she needed time filler but it came as a shock for me that they were expected to write letters with absolutely no direction. She asked me to check their work so instead I had them give me their papers one by one and I drew lines on their papers so they would know where to start the top of the letter and how much space to leave between the letters. The teacher encouraged me to take over the lesson; it was a bit difficult to communicate to them what I needed from them because they didn’t understand English. I used hand signals to show them what I wanted them to do. They caught on quickly but nonetheless, the inequality in the resources given to students across the country was evident. 

Kindergarteners!
The teacher helped me explain to the students what they needed to work on and she was very appreciative. She told me she felt overwhelmed at times because of the large classroom size as well as the lack of resources. I’m at a loss in envisioning a solution that could effectively aid all of the schools in need in South Africa. Most schools seems to be arbitrarily run by the administration and there is such a lack of governmental as well as administrative enforcement, which leads to students falling in between the cracks.  In my opinion, the schools are a microcosm of the national education system as a whole; each trying to find solutions to financial and administrative issue that plague them but not effectively communicating. Crime, drugs, rape, high pregnancy rates, issues over identity are all widespread and overwhelming for schools who are still trying to meet the most basic of needs.  Something inspring and powerful that I did see (and it is related to the passion that I touched upon earlier) is the unwavering pursuit of happiness through education.


Visit to an elephant conservatory
Some of the UNISA ( University of South Africa) students that we spoke to talked about empowerment and knowing that higher education was the way to freedom from poverty, ignorance and towards personal development. I have this hope that they are the generation who will bring along a new wave of further growth and development for South Africa. As much as we tend to focus on the obstacles that plague post Apartheid South Africa, I am constantly impressed with the resiliency and strength of the South African people. I feel it influencing the way I plan to live my life when I get back to NYC. For me, life in New York has been exhilarating, fulfilling but also challenging to say the least. I find myself clutching on to remnants of the person I was before moving there; it changed me and I was terrified  because the pace of city life didn’t allow me the opportunity to process  the changes that were constantly happening in my life. At times I was overwhelmed by the vast amount of choices and not always knowing if I was making the right one and the guilt that seemed  to  follow afterwards. What I realized in my time in South Africa, is that the parts of myself that I truly respect and love have never left me (I think we should all be conscious of what these attributes are within ourselves). I was also able to reconnect with my roots though I am not originally from here. A lot of that had to do with how  South Africa  is still trying to mold its own identity, the environment allowed me to have a clearer idea of  how I ahve matured and changed in the past year. Some things remain a constant, others evolve and it’s so important to make room for this change. I think that’s one of the most important lessons I
Life long dream come true :)

have  learned. I hope that when I return to New York City, I will be able to have a better understanding of how to handle the curve balls that NYC seems to love to throw at me. I feel that if I was able to process all of the things that I have learned in South Africa and most importantly remember the powerful, strong and influential role models that I have directly and indirectly met, I will be able to take on anything.  Below is a list of things that I had hoped to accomplish/remember while in South Africa. Some were accomplished, others not so much...whoops!  Nonetheless, the memories, friends and lessons learned are priceless in the end.



1. Live in the moment

2. Give as much as I can 

3. Learn as much I can 

4. Love as much as I can

5. Be patient 

6. Facebook only once a day (This one was the most difficult and not very successful)

7. Learn the language ( Dumela, le Kae)

8. RELAX (accomplished on most days)

9. Strive to be a better version of myself, a stronger, more optimistic, more open, more confident, more loving person

10. Have more perspective; what do I want, who do I want to be and want kind of people do I want to be surrounded with

11.Not dwell on things that can’t be answered in the present.  

Group shot ( Jess, Maura, Crysal, Dan) 



Monday, 8 July 2013

Lights will guide you home

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Nelson Mandela-Can you see the outline of his face?!
 I haven’t updated my blog in quite sometime mostly because I felt very lost as to where to even begin in terms of conveying to my friends and family what my experience has been like in Pretoria and in dealing with the new factors that have come into play now that I’m in a completely new environment. We left for Pretoria on Friday and like expected we have all come to know each other fairly well. I think what is most interesting from a psychological perspective is how people’s personalities are magnified and their feelings/emotions/mindsets are highly sensitive to their new surroundings. Studying abroad is just  unlike any other experience; we forge friendships instantly and divulge aspects of ourselves that may have taken us months to feel comfortable doing so in our home setting. It is all beautiful and terrifying at the same time.  We are all very diverse in our backgrounds, personalities etc. however, I strongly feel in my heart that each one of us has something to bring to this experience that makes us indispensable to the group. We all want to change the world and every day we share our passions, dreams and concerns, and through these interactions get greater insight into how we can practically achieve our goals. Though at times I face my own challenges in regards to retaining my sense of autonomy while figuring out what my place is in this group, I’ve realized that overcoming this struggle will only make me stronger in the end. 


 Our professor had asked us to think about what are the challenges that we face as a group and what must we keep in mind in order to achieve success. I didn’t realize what my answer was to this problem until today; it is essential to keep sight of what we want from this trip and what we can bring to the experience in order to keep harmony in the group. I personally feel that I made a choice to leave NY in the past and put my best self forward every day or at least try my very best to do so. I think we are all here for different reasons and it is so important to accept that just as we are on this journey together, you are also here as an individual. We all want and expect different things from this based on where we are in our personal and professional lives and that’s okay. After not having many people to talk to and interchange ideas with I jumped right in to making fiends and learning as much as I could from my follow classmates. In that I realized I was losing sight on my personal mission for this Summer, I had no balance.  I think this is something we can all relate to in our lives when we set boundaries and realize just how important it is to spend time alone.  If we aren’t at peace with ourselves then we become victim to losing sight of who we are, what our passions are and what we truly want for ourselves, As much as I love being part of a group, the best gift that my time in Soweto gave me was being at valuing my alone time. We all have different ways of figuring this out. 
 
West Orlando, Soweto-South Africa


 I feel rejuvenated after days of dissecting Kaffir boy, adapting to a group environment, and choosing to take a step back to allow everyone who hasn’t been in South Africa for a month already to adapt and see this beautiful country through their own eyes.  I am doing my very best to work through all of these different feelings and I think that this past weekend was what I needed to firmly plant my feet on the ground again. On Saturday, we visited the Apartheid Museum and my admiration for Mandela and my personal favorite; Anti Apartheid leader Desmond Tutu reached new heights. The sense of respect that was felt by the visitors and staff was instant; our tickets were indiscriminately marked with either non white/white stamps and we had to walk through the entrance that was marked on our ticket to give us a sense of what it was like during the time of Apartheid.  Desmond Tutu to me is the epitome of unconditional love, class, spunk and personality. He is Ubuntu and a new role model of mine J Later that day we went back to Soweto-a place I didn’t realize was home until I went back. We met our host families; it was interesting how kismet our pairings felt.  Our host mom and her daughter Lerato (sound familiar anyone?) were lovely. You know that feeling when someone hugs you and it’s so warm and loving that you truly feel hugged and as a consequence of that; safe? It was just like that. It was the beginning of my homecoming. 

Mama and her girls
Maura, Jo and I were taken all over town with our new family and we visited the Mandela home and Tutu’s home (two Nobel peace prizewinners on one street) Unbelievable!! We also learned that our Mama knows how to have a good time! She took us to a restaurant where we were later joined by her friends and family and two of our other classmates who have become like brothers to me.  I believe that if you surround yourself with people who radiate positivity it will spill over and you will see it’s effect in the people that gravitate towards them and that night I was surrounded by friends and family who were doing the best and simplest thing; living life. I had the opportunity to speak to a young man named Kaye who everyone joked
Marc, Jo, Dan and our new family and friends :)
was the Kanye to my Kim (yes, yes, I had a good laugh as well), Anyway, he was telling me about this dream he has for his generation to take a stand and take South Africa in a new direction; one where Apartheid will never be forgotten however, it’s people won’t be reminded of it because they still live in the same conditions of that time. Hearing him speak reminded me of what I felt during my time in June, so much hope for this beautiful country due to the immensity of its heart. 





Homecoming at Tsogang Sechaba

It all came full circle when I visited Tsogang Sechaba with the rest of the group today.  Seeing Poppy and the warm welcome I was met with by the staff made me feel whole again. I didn’t realize how close I was to losing sight of what I came here to do. What I promised myself I wouldn’t let go of.  I felt so proud of hearing Tony explain to my follow classmates what it is we do at Tsogang Sechaba and how our fight is a daily one but the future of the amazing children that come to us is what motivates us.  I was also happy to hear that our expansion proposal is still on its way to finally becoming a reality and I am looking forward to being a part of it!  Each city that I have visited has varied in aesthetics, but one thing has remained the same; that fight, that awareness of the long road ahead but not losing hope of the dream being realized.  I have finally after this insightful weekend have realized that I can’t help what other people think or do especially on this type of trip, all I can do is choose how I will react to and make sure I keep very close to my heart and mind what type of experience I want this to be and not let anything stand in my way of what I came here to do. I am looking forward to writing my research proposal, mostly because I will get to expand on the immigration issues plaguing the country and learn more about education reform in this area.  I’m on my way and I promise not to leave y’all in the dark!