Reflections on South Africa

Sanibonani (Hello...in Zulu)!

I am a globetrotting aficionado because it not only feeds my thirst for adventure, but it warrants me the fortuity to experience unique cultures, diverse ways of living, thinking, and existing on this planet. Many people said South Africa would get into my blood...but I never thought it would have the impact that it did on my heart and my mind. Let me be honest, I didn't know much about the South African history before I arrived (stereotypical American), but I never thought my 2 months of "South African schooling" would be so intense and often times overwhelming.

The "school" was unlike any typical classroom situation, as my teachers were the friends I met everyday through the University of Pretoria and my travels. Through their personal stories, perspectives, and realities I became the student, absorbed by the search for knowledge about apartheid and today's truth (as much as you can discern everyday truth!)

As Oprah would say, "What I know for sure..."

I have come to honor Mandela for his forgiveness, leadership, and his eternal belief that South Africa can be a rainbow nation. I discovered that my independent nature was stifled in South Africa, as I couldn't be out alone after 6 p.m., yet the time at home at night (without a TV, radio or internet) become my sacred time for yoga, reflection of the day's lessons, and further studies. I was overwhelmed by the beauty of the country; untouched coastline, rolling hills, drylands, lush mountains, vineyards, sugar cane fields, african sunsets, and the ocean. I have been shocked and bewildered by the magnitude of poverty and violent crime. I learned that higher education in South Africa is transforming as traditionally black and white institutions are merging and integrating the races. I quickly learned to walk fast, NOT look like a tourist, be swallowed by my own fear, and distribute my money in my money belt with an extra stash in my pocket in case I am robbed (which never happened...thank goodness!) I have discovered that a 12-seater mini-van can easily turn into a 23-seater, an open lap is an open seat. I discovered that rooibos tea, biltong (beef jerky), and bunny chow (yummy!) are plentiful in South Africa and I was satiated by them. I have made an effort to understand the human spirit and realities of the black townships, yet I feel like I would need at least a few years fully immersed in that culture to truly understand it. My mind and heart have opened to the beauty and boundaries of interracial relationships. The personal stories of triumph and sacrifice will continue to live in my heart and mind. Viva South Africa!

I thank all of you who have opened your world to me and shared your culture with me. You have all touched my heart and mind and I have enjoyed your kindness and company...Peter, Heather, Dawn, Ninette, Linda, Helen, Edwin, Palesa, Wendy, Lungi, Robert, and Eva.

Salani kahle (Go Well...in Zulu)!