Saturday, June 7, 2008

Alrightly, where does one even begin in describing the weeks’ events? The most talented writer, the most skilled painter, or the most descriptive story teller could not even begin to enlighten their audience about the things that went on in the townships this past week. So, how am I to do this experience any justice?

Driving through the streets of Gugulethu, my head was spinning. I really didn’t know what to think. Our bus tour was interrupted with stops at various sites—monuments, city buildings, community member’s homes. Just about each place we visited brought about a new wave of tears. The waterfall broke when we were standing around the monument where seven men in the township were shot and killed. As we eighteen were somber in respect of the deceased, an elementary aged girl in a school jumper was playing leap frog with the memorial tombstones. I don’t know why that hit me as hard as it did, but seeing this girl so happy amongst our sorrow was so much to handle. After approaching her and taking a few pictures, she hopped off the monument on which she was perched and skipped off and disappeared into the masses of pedestrians. It was so movie-like.

A great deal of our time in Gugulethu was spent at the Z L Zwane community center; so much of the Township’s life takes place in this gathering space. In addition to housing a dominant Presbyterian congregation every Sunday, Z L Zwane is also home to a number of other programs including an HIV/AIDS support group and an after school tutoring center called Rainbow, among many other groups and services. We were fortunate enough to use this facility to participate in all three programs as well as receive lectures each morning.

The people here are amazing. Edwin, the reverend who was instrumental in the success of this trip; Paul, a coordinator, I believe; and all of the host mothers and fathers were absolutely the most compassionate people. Additionally, the cooks, groundskeepers, and drivers were exceptional. I don’t know what they put in the water in Gugulethu, but something makes these people extraordinary.

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