Good Afternoon!
I am once again writing from an Internet cafe in Jo'Burg! Today is the first nice day we have had and we are relishing the sun. This week has been jam packed with speakers, field trips, and visits to various museums. On Monday we spent the day touring Soweto. Soweto is the largest township in South Africa. It consists of 3-4 million people and is home to a variety of people and classes. We first toured the wealthy part of Soweto. This section was used by the Apartheid government to show the world that blacks were not living poorly during apartheid. However, mere blocks from this area are shacks, hostels, and absolute poverty.
We started our tour of Kliptown ( one of the various neighborhoods that make up Soweto) at the field where the freedom charter was written. This document was written by black activists and demanded equal rights for all South Africans. Many who wrote this document were imprisoned for treason but the ideas of the freedom charter continue to guide the ANC today. The memorial at this field is beautiful and there is a 5 star Holiday Inn surrounding it. However, we were given the opportunity to walk through Kliptown by some residents. The people in Kliptown live in shacks that are built by sheet metal. There is no running water, electricity, or sanitation. Around 50-80 people share one toilet and it is not safe for women to go to the bathroom at night. Approximately, 80% of the population is unemployed. The children's swimming 'pool' is open sewage that spills into the area from a northern white suburb. I can not even begin to describe what I witnessed. I have studied poverty and development theory but until Monday I did not understand what extreme poverty meant. However, the young children represented hope as they swarmed around us and proudly held the hands of the 'loon', or white people.
One child, Teo, became attached to me during our tour. When I told him my name he laughed and just kept shouting it. He played with my hair and sunglasses and truly was awed by my camera. None of the children had ever seen one before and when I sat on the ground to show them pictures of themselves they swarmed me. As we left Kliptown and walked back towards the memorioal ( no more than 100yds away) a few of us needed to use the restrooms. We were given the key by a guard to the tourist bathrooms. These facilities were pristine and very nice. It was very difficult to understand why I deserved the use of this bathroom while not 100 yds away 80 people had to share a single outhouse. It is the stark contrast between wealth and poverty that has really struck me about South Africa so far.
We have also been given the privilege of meeting political acitivists who were imprisioned at Robben Island, the same place as Mandella. It is the living and breathing history of this country that has made the past few days powerful.
My group is wonderful! I truly enjoy the people and I can not wait to experience this semester with them. The food has been average. At breakfast it is not unusual to see fish sticks or hotdogs served!! My only complaint so far is the lack of coffee...they only serve the instant variety! I have yet to see a pixie stick Dave and Ifear I would still not know how to open one since I have no keys with me. Its bizarre to not have a cell phone but I truly appreciate all the responses I recived on my last post.
I hope you are all doing well and I will post pictures soon!
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Kristin it appears you have already begun to experience the life altering images of this journey you are on. I am so happy that you are learning and reflecting so much. I miss you sister!!! Keep up the blogs!
Hi honey!
WOW! What a first couple of days you have had. I can only imagine what you have witnessed. I thought this trip would be very humbling. On another note, I think you have the only copy of your address on where you will be in Namibia. Would you please post it for those that would like to send you regular mail (like your mother). I love you lots and miss you so much already. It is strange not to talk to you everyday!! Keep us posted as you contiue your journey.
Kristin, I'm trying to pack and its stressing me out. But not really in comparison to the stress of seeing poverty. You are so strong, you were the toughest little kid and the toughest big kid still. Change the world, or at least try to understand it.
Sounds like you are having an incredible adventure....keep on learning and enjoying!! I miss you and wish I was there with you more than you know. Love you lots. Keep on posting :)
Hi Sweetie,
Your energy is felt in your words. There will continue to be unanswered questions...i.e. the bathroom. These people are clueless to your way of living. You have touched lives that have been forever changed just by your presence. You cannot begin to make a difference will all that you come in contact with but know that the ones you touch, You Kristin, have made a difference. We miss you and have you in our daily prayers. God Bless you Sweet Granddaughter.
Ooodles of Love and Hugs,
Grandpa Bud and Jody Grandma
Kristin Annie
Your time in Soweto sounded so interesting with all the sights, sounds, smells you must be experiencing. We are getting to observe Democracy first hand with the DNC, and you will be able to help people in Africia with their election. What an experience you will be a part of. I love you more!
Grandma.
Grandpa says he loves you too.
Hi Kristin, I was able to get into your blog at Coleen's, but not able to from my home. You are in my daily thoughts and prayers and it was good to read about your adventures. I love you, Grandma De
Glad to hear you have arrived safely! Have a wonderful semester-I'm looking forward to reading about more of your adventures!
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