36 hours spent traveling is a test to one's patience for sitting in the
same conformation, recycled air and airport cuisine. Three planes, 2
trains and 2 car rides I made it home Christmas Eve, just in time for
Christmas day with family.
It has been harder than usual to adjust back to life and my sleeping
cycle is completely off, but I'm getting better everyday. Even made it
to work the last few days!
I know a lot of you are anxiously
waiting to hear how camp was and this email will serve as a brief
description as I would like to present a video and discussion in a few
weeks for anyone to attend (especially sponsors).
I arrived at our meeting place in Soweto with Riana to find the camp
director KB and a few other counselors there. It was a typical awkward
situation..."uhh I dont know anyone and they all know each other and
I'm the foreigner here". Luckily, a sweet girl named Tembe or Pebbles
introduced herself and we instantly clicked. Once the other counselors
arrived we boarded the bus for Magaliesburg Retreat Center, about an
hour and a half from Soweto. On the way I chatted with another young
woman my age, who proceeded to tell me about her life in Soweto.
Her mother died tragically last year and she was very young when she
had her own daughter, but she is one of the lucky girls in Soweto. She
is engaged, soon to be married to a good man with a good job and has a
caring father and family that take care of one another. I was also lost
in the landscape, snapping away with my camera, the landscape along the
way reminds me of California during winter, farms and brown rolling
hills with concentrations of townships or squatter camps along the way.
The Magaliesburg Retreat Center is within a animal preserve, a
common thing in South Africa...acres upon acres of protected land for
all kinds of animals. This preserve has giraffes, zebras, kudu
etc...that are visible on a 20 min hike behind the retreat center. Once
we arrived at the center we were given room assignments and immediately
began training. The four days of training covered everything from: how
to be a leader, how to facilitate exciting lectures and activities,
team building, Zulu vocabulary, how to deal with sensitive issues,
privacy of campers, camp rules and much more. There was another
American girl Allie from Arizona (Director of the Juvenile Arthritis
Foundation branch in AZ), also my age who was to be a counselor as
well. We were both completely overwhelmed by day two and were wondering
"How we were going to fit in with these children?" and "Would they even
listen or speak to the American girls?". We found ourselves attached
at the hip because all the counselors knew each other previously from
school, camp or work in Soweto. Not to mention Allie and I don't speak
Zulu or Situ or Kosa, so we were often very unsure of the
conversations.
However, since day one together with the other Vochelis (counselors
in Zulu) we were exposed to a multitude of songs and dances originating
from Camp Sizanani and from their culture. I was instantly hooked. The
passion, excitement and joy that they exuded was addicting to me. Some
songs were of love, some were of old tribal warriors and some about
being friends at camp. Each one sung with as much effort and emotion as
the last; I found it to be the way I would bond with the Vochelis. So,
luckily I have a few dance moves and rhythm and I immersed myself in their song and
dance. I didn't always know the words, but it didn't matter, I felt
connected to the Vochelis and their culture as a whole. I cried a few
times, I couldn't help feel so moved to have the privilege to be part of
something so spectacular as 25 young adults singing in harmony with as
much emotion as a man dancing Zeibekiko. By the end of camp I had all
the songs memorized, was often admired by the children for my ability to
move with some grace and rhythm and also provided comedic relief as
they have NEVER seen a WHITE girl sing and dance to their songs. I
haven't stopped singing them either...I took a lot of video to show to
everyone :)
4 days of training flew by and the kids arrived early on day 5. 155
children to be exact, pouring out of 2 buses from all parts of Soweto.
It was an exciting day...we sang and danced for about an hour before
getting our camper assignments. I was assigned to Cabin C with two
other Vochelis, Mpo and Nomfundo, and 13 girls ages 13-14. Each age
bracket (11 -19) had boys and girls so Cabin D was our "brother" cabin
whom we ate every meal with and they kids attended classes with. When
the girls and I arrived at our cabin I was so nervous. They weren't
speaking any English and were definitely looking at me curiously. I had
three girls in my room: Oratile, Gugu (who I later nicknamed Gigi) and
Mathapelo. All the girls instantly melted my heart...all of them so
beautiful, sweet and definitely sassy. Typical preteens obsessed with
boys and makeup and doing each others hair (including mine).
Each day consisted of 6 classes for the children: Nutrition,
Swimming, Life Skills, Theater, Adventure, and Art. Each class was 45
min long and planned by the Vochelis. I was assigned to Nutrition (at
my request) with Mpo, Nomfundo and two other girls Lunga and Dutu. I
was SO EXCITED about teaching this class and created activities/lectures
based on personal hygiene, digestive system and why we need: vitamins,
minerals, proteins, carbs etc. (MCAT material put to good use). What I
found to be even more exciting was learning about what the children
thought of these topics. On day one we asked, "What do you hope to
learn about in this class?" A multitude of answers flew out, "What is
good nutrition? How can I make proper good food at a low cost? What is a
good diet for someone with AIDS or for one with diabetes? What is
diabetes?" and funnier ones, "Why do I momentarily die when I sneeze?
Why are fat people fat? How do I not get fat?" Day one and two I spent a
good 20 mins in each class answering all kinds of questions like these
confidently with my knowledge from pre-med classes and MCAT material.
Not that I'm an expert yet, but I had just enough knowledge to answer
their questions fully and also feel kind of awesome about myself that I
could share it with them. The rest of the week proved to be eye opening
as well...for instance 18 year old boys didn't know that you should
wash your hands frequently because there are things called germs and you
should wash before and after eating and using the restroom. At least
for 5 days I knew they were washing their hands, as I expected them to
once their entered class...I also made them sing "Happy Birthday to me"
twice to ensure they did it long enough. Better yet, was when I would
hear them in the restroom in the dining hall singing Happy Birthday or
when I would walk by a cabin...it was music to my ears.
A conflict to my zealous Nutrition classes was the actual Nutrition
going on at camp. Global Camps has a food buyer in Soweto, an
Afrikaaner lady who apparently has been in the business for many years
and gets good food prices. I have been joking that going to an African
camp was a good diet because I lost 5 pounds while I was there. There
were three meals a day and here are typical menus for each:
Breakfast - everyday a scoop of cornflakes was available, on good days a
hard boiled egg was given as well. Some days there was baked beans.
The kids drink Coffee or Tea with approx 4 tablespoons of sugar in about
a 6 oz cup.
Lunch - two rolls with one of the following: hot dog, magenta colored
bologna, sloppy joe looking meat and sometimes a salad of iceburg
lettuce, pasta on a good day
Dinner - some type of stewed meat
(chicken lamb or beef) with carrots and potatoes and served with rice,
pasta or "pop" (a staple in their diet, corn maize served thicker
consistency than grits). spaghetti on a good day
Each meal accompanied by loaves of sliced bread that the children piled
up on. I am not kidding when I tell you some of the older boys had 6
slices of bread each morning with butter and jam. It was incredible.
You can imagine my horror. Not because I'm a prissy American who gets
to eat fresh vegetables from a farm everyday, but because we are
teaching them a "healthy lifestyle" and that's not what we are showing
them. The camp director KB was also horrified and he ate less than I
did. Thankfully I had brought some snacks and protein bars and KB would
go to town for fruit for me. The founder Phil of GCA and Sizanani
seemed to pickup on my feelings toward the menu and has asked me to
provide the organization with some menu suggestions that they could try
to incorporate. His food buyer on the other hand is the problem who
seems to have her own agenda, and while I understand its hard to do
business in another country (which explains his reluctance to confront
her completely) its really unacceptable what the kids are being served.
Granted, most of these children only eat ONE meal a day, so that was
heaven to them, but you cannot expect them to make better decisions on
their own with out the experience and proper tools. Ok, so that was my
only complaint about the whole experience.
Throughout the week, the girls began to warm up to me, especially
because I let them play with my hair (I am not lying when I tell you
everyone from Vocheli to child was facinated with my hair and wanted to
touch it, I had 18 year old boys asking if they could just touch my
hair. Black hair is tight and curly and everyone has braids or weaves,
so the fact that I had long, flowing, colored hair was seriously the
most fascinating thing to them). I won't lie, I thoroughly enjoyed
every moment, I'm a sucker for someone playing with my hair or massaging
my scalp. I'd often fall asleep every night to 5 girls braiding my
hair.
The most important class for campers at Camp Siznanani is Life
Skills. Life Skills is a combination of sex, drug, peer pressure, AIDS
and poverty education mixed in with confidence building lessons and
groups discussions. Life Skills carries out the mission of Sizanani, to
ensure children have the proper and accurate information/facts on
HIV/AIDS, to encourage them to get tested frequently throughout life and
how to protect themselves from becoming infected. The sex and drug
educational aspect is almost exact to what our students in the US
experience in middle school and high school. The HIV/AIDS component
explains how people can become infected, what is actually happening in
their body, what treatments are available and also tries to debunk the
cultural beliefs that exist toward the disease. There are a multitude
of myths that exist, originating from gossip, hearsay or from tribal
traditional healers. They are horrifying to our standards and
impossible for us to understand how they could even be believed. I will
share with you the most common myth shared with men, that if you have
intercourse with a "virgin" you will be protected from ever getting the
disease... Which is EXACTLY why there needs to be more educational
outreach like Sizanani to the younger generations to STOP the
promulgation of these abhorrent ideas. I was reminded of this in my
nutrition classes where most students did ask me what actually is
happening when you have HIV/AIDS and how should you take care of your
body when you do have it. These children are bombarded with the words
and ramifications of HIV/AIDS in their daily lives but many have no idea
what it actually means to a person.
The Life Skills class culminates on the second to last day of camp
with an exercise called "Journey of Life". This is actually quite
similar to an activity I did while attending/leading the KAIROS camp in
High School. Campers are asked to sit in a circle and close their eyes
and finish the following sentence, "To everyone around me I appear to
be.....however this is who I really am or this is what I'm really
feeling....." Before the campers get a chance to open up, the Life
Skills Vochelis begin by explaining to the campers how much they are
loved and adored by everyone at Sizanani. That every bad thing that has
happened in their lives is not their fault, they are not alone and that
THERE IS HELP available to them. I attended this session with my two
cabins and nothing can prepare you for the heartache that followed.
First the children openly cry and begin to say things like, "Everyone
thinks I'm happy but I'm actually very sad" then the awful stuff comes
pouring out. These 13 and 14 year old children have seen and
experienced more than an adult here could in their lifetime. Not to
mention the things that the 17 and 18 year old teens opened up about...I
won't go into the brutal details.
It was an emotional day for everyone at camp. All of the children
had been through that painful exercise and all the Vochelis had broken
hearts for them. The rest of the classes, like us in Nutrition, were
told to be prepared and to let the children talk if they needed to. We
did spend a few classes following up on the things they talked about or
spent time just consoling them. Later that night, I spoke to Phil the
founder and told him how angry I was after the things I had heard.
Angry that children should suffer in such a way. I was also enlightened
that everything I get upset about in my daily life is peanuts compared
to the challenges they face. Granted, our lives are very different and
we come from very different backgrounds, yet there is no denying the
perspective that one is given after such an experience.
It continued to be a hard night with my girls after Journey of
Life. Two in particular had recently experienced very traumatic things
and cried on through the evening...all you can do is hold them and tell
them they are not alone, there is help and it wasn't their fault. My
favorite camper Gigi sat down with me that night as well and I thanked
her for opening up so bravely during Journey of Life. She said that,
yes it was awful what had happened to her but she has to try to stay
strong and believe that there is something better for her in life. My
sweet Gigi only 13 years old, already wise beyond her years and giving
me a lesson on life. KB told me a few times after camp that I was an
angel to these children by providing them with love and tools to be
better in life, but Gigi and all the children are the true angels.
Having the children leave at the end of camp was difficult knowing
they were going back into less than ideal situations, and it took
everything I had to be strong for them so they would have the strength
to go back home and hopefully use the tools they learned. Global Camps
has set up after school programs in different townships where the
children can go after school and on the weekends and continue to stay
connected with the Vochelis and the things they learned at camp. While
they are not yet in every township or neighborhood, they are making
stride and will be opening up more this coming year. It is this part of
Camp Sizanani experience that is vital to the children, to ensure they
have access to the Vochelis and information they need to lead better
lives after camp is over.
There is quite a bit more I learned in terms of cultural and social
aspects to South African society and countless more memories and
wonderful things that happened at camp I could share but I really hope
to get a complete video together using the pictures and videos I took at
camp to show you all. I can't wait for you to see the children singing
and dancing!! I hope to have this accomplished in a few weeks and I'll
make sure to find a place where everyone can come see the video at
once.
What now? I first have to thank all of you for your support in my
endeavor to attend Camp Sizanani. Each one of you helped make it
possible through love, sponsorships, encouragement and most of all
through your belief in me. Actually getting to go was a humbling
experience as I have never felt so loved and supported in my life. The
actual experience of Sizanani has forever changed me and the lives of
155 children. We are all now connected to one another...because you
helped me get there you have helped Gigi by channeling love, support and
tools to make her life better.
Despite the awful things persisting in our world, there is good to
be done and change that can be accomplished. I've always believed that
through education you can make a difference in the lives of many. Give
people the facts and teach them and you will see them grow. I
wholeheartedly believe in the mission of Global Camps and Sizanani and
will continue to support it any similar organizations.
Thank you all again so much, I am so blessed....in fact we are all so blessed.
I included a picture of my girls from Cabin C.
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
South Africa Day 17
Truthfully i lost track if the days, but i am now in Cape Town with
Riana touring around the southern part of the county. Its much better
here than joburg.
Camp was incredible, i felt
every emotion in 10 days....i learned many beautiful things about black
african culture, made some incredible new friends, brothers and sisters i
never dreamed of meeting and also was exposed to some awful things that
happen in our world. Going to this camp was one of the best things i
have ever done for myself, it has forever hanged my perspectives and
reaffirmed others.
I wont go into too much
detail now as typing on an iphone is hard, but i will close with this:
everyone has a purpose in this life, some have it easier than others,
some are much stronger because of their suffering, some wont get
opportunities like others, some will never find their purpose. May we
always be grateful for what we have in our lives...for basic needs like
shelter food and a job...may we (us in the US) be grateful that we know
where our next meal is coming from and we have people who love us. We
are all human, we are all the same whether from nevada or south africa.
May we always seek to learn more about our world and how we can make it
better and not live passively in our own realities.
I can wait to share with all if you all the beautiful things i learned and experienced. See you all in a few days.
South Africa Day 5
Finally some sunshine today! It has been torrential raining since I
have arrived, weird weather Riana says for summer time. I am at
Daniela and Lucas' house in Pretoria. Lucas is in Namibia for work and
Daniela is also working. I am staying in today because I have been
fighting some kind of cold bug and trying to rest and be 100% before
camp starts Friday. (This ended up being little lengthy please read when
you have time)
Recap of the last few days:
Riana
and I did go to Pilanesburg animal reserve on Sunday. A 4 hour drive
Joburg I got to see the country side along the way. You wouldn't
believe how green and lush it is right now. Aside from being the
largest man made forest in the world (in Joburg all the trees were
planted by man and continue to with dedication) there are rolling green
hills outside the city limits, it reminds me of my favorite part of the
drive to SF right before you reach Vallejo.
The
animal reserve is enormous and gives a sanctuary for wild animals. It
was very Jurassic park, imagine Riana has a FJ cruiser and you drive
along trails anxiously searching for animals. As soon as we drove in we
saw a male elephant....oh my god he was massive and so beautiful.
Super pumped we watched him for bit and continued driving, that day we
say impala, springbuck, pumba pigs, other kinds of buffalo, giraffe and
much more. We then checked out Sun City resort which is nestled in the
mountains...you should google it. It was a palace/hotel/resort meets
wild waters. We had lunch at Santorini restaurant which surprisingly
had amazing kefthedes.
Riana got called into
work for a surprise audit so her friend Aret offered to host me. Aret
is in her 50s super sassy and youthful and married to Henrick a lawyer.
They live in a swanky beautiful suburb Kilanesburg with their youngest
of 5 children Christian. They are all incredibly tall and gorgeous,
speak perfect English and are super kind and not pretentious. I spent
two days with Aret where she talked my ear off (I was warned by Riana
and Daniela), but we truly had a great time. We discussed everything
from politics, apartheid, medicine, education, Reno, my family her
family...on and on. She was very knowledgable on everything South
Africa so I was excited to pick her brains. The first day with her we
checked out another game reserve where I played with 4 month old white
lion cubs...cutest little things ever...even when they try to bite.
Don't worry I took lots of pics and video. Also saw a rhino and her
baby out feeding, literally so beautiful. We also went to Maraping also
known as the "cradle of civilization" which refers to this part of SA
where there are about 13 archeological sites of fossils of our Original
ancestors. The best skull found here is called Mrs Ples and she was
Australopithecus africanus and another full skeleton at another site.
There was a great museum discussing all the hominid ancestors and
discussing evolution, earth origin etc. it's the first time I've ever
seen one of these hominid remnants that I have learned about for so many
years in biology class.
The second day with
Aret we checked out the gym where is I was in a sea of GORGEOUS people. South Africans are very
vain, very concerned with the state of their skin, hair and body, and
very very nice to look at. I had to
laugh because I was literally speechless when I walked in the
gym....although it could have been the spaceship I was trying to operate
that was the treadmill. This treadmill had so many buttons: iPod, tv,
movies, fan and also joysticks for incline and speed. I'm telling you I
have not seen anything like them in the states...and who do you expect
is behind this wonderland gym that also played incredible house music so
loud I felt I was at burning man instead of running my ass off...Sir
Richard Branson. Apparently Virgin enterprise now operates gyms and
health centers...well played Sir, well played.
I
had an interesting situation with Maria, Aret's family housekeeper of
27 years. As per usual custom in the states to take the sheets off the
bed you used at a friends/relatives house i proceeded with it thinking I
would give her less work. Well later that first day, I learned I was
staying another night since Rianas audit was ongoing, I walked to my
room and there was Maria. I say "hi it's so nice to meet you Maria, I am
Anna Maria" she gives me a sassy look and points to the pile of sheets I
had stripped. I said "oh yes I'm sorry I took them off because I
thought I was only staying one night" she stands their with her hands on
her hips and mumbles "mmmhmmmm" I said "no really, I'm sorry that's how
we do it at home, I was just trying to be nice" she says "uh huh yeah
ok" clearly not convinced and probably thinking I'm sort of princess
that needs her sheets changed everyday. Nuts.
Which
leads me to an interesting aspect of SA life, everyone has a
maid/housekeeper/domestic and a gardener. All of them are black and
some will literally walk 3-4 hours to get to that job. Some are treated
very well, like the ones Aret, Riana and Daniela employ...for ex Aret's
family bought her a house in the township, buy her medicine and clothes
and sometimes share special holidays together. Others are paid half as
much and are treated with the same racist attitude as in apartheid.
Today Daniela's "domestic" is here, her picked out English name is
Future, very young and sweet...but I am so uncomfortable around her. Not
because she is Black, but the idea of a Black person working for white
person in the house just makes me think of the south and US history.
The concept is such a stigma for most of us in the US and I certainly
never grew up having maids around so it's very hard me for to grasp.
Same with Maria, they both have treated me a certain way, with respect
and trying to follow me around to clean up after me and I've had to say,
"it's ok, I can do it" :).
This country suffers from a
violent past and old wounds that have not healed. The new ANC Or the
African National Congress serves as pretty much the main political party
here. They currently have a member of their group, Zuma, serving as
president. Zuma apparently has no experience in politics, government or
social work. He implements corruption and hardly does anything for his
own kind. White people, English and Afrikaaners are the minority now
in this county. The president has created mandates that give their jobs
to Black people. Trying to create more balance is fine, but poorly
educated Blacks are being given positions of power in government,
education, trade etc and are failing...thus giving into corruptible
behaviors. This leads to a crumbling of basic needs, like education: a
school district did not have books for a full year because someone took a
kickback from a supplier of textbooks, the textbooks were never
delivered and later found floating in a river. Hundreds of textbooks
gone. There are kickbacks everywhere: a guy comes up with a
fictitious business and bids on a government project. He bids high and
over estimates costs. He then gets in touch with a government official
working with the project, he offers a cut of the bid award if he is
given the job. He get the job, he gives the cut, takes the rest and the
project is never completed.
What makes sense
to me is it is a typical example of colonialism. A native people
overtaken by foreigners, then told how to live their lives and by what
means usually finds themselves relying on said foreigners for
everything. That is exactly what is happening today...there is lack of
initiative and sometimes such utter despair that it is easier to just
ask for the handout or turn to crime. Mix in tribal values then overrun
by Christian missionaries, you now have native population living on
values that work when they want them to. On top of that, they see a
happy life as one full of cars, $$, houses and clothes and they strive
for that.
Not to say that the whites are angels
over here. Apartheid was awful, truly awful and they continue to pay for past decisions and mistakes.
South Africa Day 2
Today we spent the day touring organic markets, all fancy and
driven by white south african customers. Also saw some of the
"squatter" areas where immigrants from the rest of Africa have settled.
Now we are at Rianas girlfriends house having a "braai" which is SA for
a potluck BBQ. THey love to bbq here, especially lamb. So we bought
lamb chops and I covered them in lemon, oregano and salt/pepper.
Tomorrow we are going to Sun City, where hopefully we
will see the "Big Five" game....rhino, cheeta, leapord, elephant and
buffalo. We plan to leave at 4 a.m. in hopes to see the animals before
it gets too hot.
Apparently
there is a huge palace to check out. There is also goign to be a big
golfing tournament that hoepfully we can steer clear of. I thnk we are
just going for the day because staying over night would be super
expensive.
Monday I think we are going to check out the Crescent
of Civilization where they found the oldest skeleton and then a lion
park with baby lions.
The country is very
backwards, in terms of poilcy and mentality. I will explain more, but
its quite facinating how the white Afrikaaners and black Africans live
amongst each other. None of it makes any sense.
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