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Healing Scars

South Africa. It’s a country that has been constantly pushing forward trying to overcome its past. Its land is vibrant and beautiful and its people are the same. Our first weeks in this program were spent studying this country, its people, and its history that has changed its landscape forever. Coming into this experience, I didn’t know a whole lot about South Africa or its history. I knew about Nelson Mandela and had watched Invictus, a film about how Nelson Mandela used the South African National Rugby team to unite the country,  and had heard a bit about the word apartheid, but I had barely scratched the surface of what this country had in store for me.

Me in front of Nelson Mandela's home

Me in front of Nelson Mandela’s home

In our first week, we traveled through the city of Johannesburg where we met with many different historians, economists, and people who had lived through Apartheid. What I quickly came to learn was that Apartheid was not some scarred event in South Africa’s past but it is very present in the everyday lives of South Africans even today. Apartheid had officially ended in 1994 when Nelson Mandela was elected president during the first open elections. This ushered in a new constitution that created political freedom for all people regardless of race, gender, sexual orientation, etc. The contradiction here, though, is that although everyone received political freedom, they did not gain economic freedom. South Africa is the most economically divided country in the world where the top percentage of the population owns most of the land and resources in the country. I noticed many similarities between the struggles of South Africa and that of the United States. With the US Presidential elections around the corner, the issues of divided wealth and political corruption have been at the forefront of the debates. Even though South Africa is on the other side of the world, they are dealing with the very same issues.

This is a powerful part of Freedom Park. People come here to meet their former oppressors and seek apologies and forgiveness.

This is a powerful part of Freedom Park. People come here to meet their former oppressors and seek apologies and forgiveness.

These problems in South Africa arise from their difficult past. Many South Africans lost their farms, homes, and livelihoods to the Apartheid government and after 1994 they did not receive any of that land back from the billionaires who now own it. This creates a severe contrast in living conditions between most white South Africans and black South Africans. In Johannesburg, we spent some time near the malls and in the affluent areas downtown. We were also able to experience the other end of the spectrum in Soweto, which holds between 3 and 4 million people in 30 townships. This area was the land that black South Africans were banished to during the Apartheid government and many have been unable to leave due to widespread poverty. Others choose to stay because they have become established in Soweto and feel a close connection to the land and its people. I spent a weekend living with a host family in the Orlando area of Soweto, where I got to experience the extent of poverty in South Africa firsthand.

View of Soweto in Johannesburg

View of Soweto in Johannesburg

Our host family had a fairly modern home but you could still see the difference just by taking a look out the window. The house directly across the street was a small home with a tiny yard. In that tiny yard, the family had rented out the land for ten different families. Each family resurrected a small one room shack for their family to live in. So this tiny little yard was home to over 45 people that could coexist in such poor conditions. That was one thing I noticed immediately about South Africa, the community. People would look out for one another, and if a fight broke out in the street, everyone in the area would run to the rescue to break up the fight. It was interesting to compare these things to the United States, where our focus is very much so on individual prosperity rather than supporting the community. If a fight were to break out on the street in the United States, people would not intervene but instead watch in awe or even encourage it.

The front of my Host Family's house

The front of my Host Family’s house

My host family took me to church which was held in a small one room schoolhouse with about 25 people sitting in school desks. South Africans tend to have a different sense of time as compared to many Americans. Many do not put the same value on the phrase “time  is money” and they choose to not rush through their day to day activities. Because of this, church becomes an all day event. The first hour and a half of the service, the pastor didn’t say a word. Instead, members of the congregation got up and said a few words or, more often than not, someone would randomly start singing a song and then everyone else would join in. This happened consistently for almost two hours and continued periodically throughout the pastor’s sermon. What I gained from this experience was that these people had a close-knit community that did not worry about rushing off to the next event, knew all of the songs off the top of their head, and they loved to interact with one another. I felt extremely welcomed and was even told that my sense of rhythm was, “unlike that of any white man they had seen before”, which I found rather entertaining. This was interesting to compare to what I know of church from my home congregation where people go to church just to check it off the list. People sneak in late and sneak out early and try to interact with as few people as possible. I can’t help but wonder how people at home would react coming into this new and exciting environment, full of love, community, and the Holy Spirit. Hopefully, I can bring some of what I learned from my South African friends and spread it to my own church community.

My host family's church inside one of the classrooms in the schoolhouse

My host family’s church is inside one of the classrooms of the schoolhouse shown

All in all, South Africa is a place that has been scarred by its history and forced into a difficult position where there exists political freedom for all of its people, but many people cannot escape the insurmountable strains of poverty set down by the Apartheid state. Because of this, there are still very distinct boundaries separating whites from blacks and racism is still very prevalent in the everyday lives of South Africans. Even though it has been over 20 years since the fall of Apartheid, South Africa is still a time of healing and well-needed growth and restructuring.

The more, the merrier.

This sentiment was shared with me during a one-year-old’s birthday party with at least 100 people.  However, this concept has definitely applied to a lot more than people in the past week.  Such as:

The More…

Talking

Food

Information

Music

Soccer (There are so many fields and signs and statues and decorations EVERYWHERE)

All of these things have come together in multiple forms to provide a wonderful start to these next 4 months.  The places we visited and speakers we heard from last week provided us with so much to think about that we often have trouble straightening out our own opinions in our heads.  This weekend we did our first homestay with families in Soweto and I know that even though we were separated from each other, we all gained valuable insight into the lives of South Africans.

It’s hard to know where to start, but since the homestay was the highlight so far, I’ll just give a brief overview of the places we’ve been since I wrote the first time.

Wednesday we started the morning out with two speakers at the Khotso House in downtown Johannesburg.  We first heard from Eddie Mikue who is the Secretary General of the South African Council of Churches.  Afterwards we heard from multiple members of the Khulumani Support Group.  In the afternoon we headed to the Apartheid Museum.  The museum takes patrons through the apartheid struggle from the time whites landed in the cape to present day.

On Thursday we heard from 2 representatives of the African National Congress (ANC), a member of the Democratic Alliance (DA), and a researcher on Nuclear issues in South Africa.  The ANC is currently the ruling party in South Africa and has overwhelming majority support because they were the organization that led the freedom movement.  The Democratic Alliance is the closest opposition party, but they only had about 20% of the vote in the last election.  Finally, David Fig discussed with us the downside of using more nuclear energy in this country.

Friday, we heard from the Treatment Action Campaign which focuses on support and treatment of HIV and AIDS.  We also visited Constitution Hill which holds an old jail, an old fort, and the new Constitutional Court.  It is an important landmark for South Africans as it brings together the troubled past of the country and the new freedoms of today.  After lunch at one of the biggest and nicest malls I’ve ever seen, we headed for our first homestay…

Claire, me, and my host family!

For this stay, we were paired with one other student and lived in a house in Soweto for about 2 ½ days.  Fellow Valpo student Claire Simonpetri and I stayed with our host mother, Thandi, her 22-year-old son, Karabo, and her 12-year-old daughter, Kayise.  From the moment we arrived, the family was sweet and welcoming.  While Thandi was preparing dinner, Kayise took us around the neighborhood…or she was supposed to.  We only go to the second house because the neighbor invited us in and we ended up talking for over an hour!  We watched some cricket, too, so Claire and I think we’ve got the basics down.  Hopefully there will be some more cricket-watching in the future.  We just spent the rest of the night talking with our family and watching a movie with Karabo.  Saturday we sat around for a little (because timing hardly ever matters, really) before heading to a mall. (Our fourth of the week, there’s lots of malls in Jo’burg)  We walked around with Kayise while Thandi shopped at the grocery store which was in the mall!  We stopped at McDonald’s on the way home where they had cream soda and it was green!  After a stop at home, we eventually headed to the previously mentioned birthday party which was packed.  I was told this is because when there is a party, the whole street is invited, and when you invite one person, you should really consider it as 10 people.  There is no such thing as not being invited.  And of course, a party with that many people needs plenty of food.  About a half hour in was when they started serving the meal, and then food continued to be served for remaining 3 hours we were there.  After dinner (which we were forced to eat despite being full) came a custard/ice cream/jello dessert followed by juice followed by cookies followed by alcohol.  Once we hit cookies and juice, though, they were just continually served and replenished.  Just when I was getting pretty tired and ready to go, the best part of the party occurred.  Shakira’s Waka Waka began playing and the whole party went crazy.  All of the little kids lined up and started doing the dance from the video and then continued to dance the rest of the time we were there.  All of their moves were better than I could ever imagine and it was crazy and awesome.  Our friends Helen and Lee showed up with their family and we all ended up attempting to dance for a little while.  Saturday night wound down like Friday night and we headed to bed exhausted.

On Sunday we woke up around 8 because we were told that they usually leave for church around 8:40…but of course no one is ever really on time so we left for church at 9 when the service was supposed to start at 9.  Thandi’s church is Roman Catholic where they only speak Sotho and Zulu, but she had gone to the 7 a.m. service so Karabo took us to Grace Bible Church where they speak English.  It was quite an experience.  I’ve only been to one semi-mega church in the United States, but this was definitely a full blown mega church.  In fact, the pastor’s sermon was actually titled “Becoming a Mega Church.”  We were actually seated in the overflow building which was a regular sized gymnasium with bleachers around the top which was also full.  We watched the pastor from the screens on the front.  It was a bit overwhelming, but also interesting to see so many people together worshiping at the same time.  And everyone sang loudly and proudly and often danced as well.  It was especially cool when the pastor invited people to pray with him and everyone was praying in their mother tongue. (side note: children are actually expected to learn the father’s tribal language, not the mother’s!)  It was certainly an experience I’ll never forget.  Sunday afternoon, we visited Thandi’s sister for lunch, then stopped by a friend’s house.  Later that evening, a girl we had met at the party named Hope who is our age came over to say good-bye to us.  Somehow she and Claire ended up talking about running through these fountains in front of Maponya Mall, and what do you know, 20 minutes later we went to the mall and did it!  It was silly and spur of the moment, but so fun.

I learned so much over this weekend, but I was definitely impressed with how friendly everyone we met was.  South Africans are very talkative, which was totally fine with us because there was so much to talk about!  Even though almost every house is surrounded by outer walls and locked gates, the community ties around Soweto are very strong.  There are always people in the streets during the day just playing or talking or working.

I know this was a long one, but I should be able to depend on more consistent internet connections in the near future.  We are now in Pretoria, South Africa, until we leave for Namibia early Wednesday morning!

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