Group on Signal Hill

Group on Signal Hill
Back row: Avery, Kelsey, Ainsley, Patrick, Wylie, Erin, Ethan, Janiel, Larissa: Third Row: Tekowa, Anna, Audrey, Jerard, Andrew, Carl, Allie; Second Row: Elise, Aimee, Vara, Carolyn, Melissa, Morgan, Liz, Erica, JR; Front Row: Savitri, Brianna, Sharon, Lindsay, Andrea

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As anyone who has participated in this program will attest, there are no words or pictures that can begin to adequately capture the beauty of the scenery or hospitality of the people in Cape Town. Therefore, this blog is merely intended to provide an overview of the program and a glimpse at some amazing adventures and life-changing experiences had by the students and staff of this program who have traveled together as co-educators and companions on the journey. As Resident Director and Faculty Advisor since 2008 it has been a privilege and honor to accompany an incredible variety of wonderful UConn students to a place we have all come to know and love.

In peace, with hope, Marita McComiskey, PhD


18 March 2013

Allie's "coincidental" adventures and amazing outcomes


This week, I didn’t really know what to write about. Nothing big had happened at my internship, and we hadn’t had any particularly noteworthy adventures in a while. As is often the case, this lack of inspiration led to procrastination, and I still hadn’t written a thing four days after my post was due. However, it’s a good thing I neglected to write anything, because on Friday I finally encountered something worth writing about.

I spent the day working on the library project in Nyanga with Patrick, Anna, Liz and Kelsey. We started to put paint on the walls, and decided that they’re going to be alternating peach and turquoise. Already, you can tell that it’s going to create a warm, welcoming environment. Plus, the carpenter we hired was nearly finished rebuilding and varnishing the shelves. Overall, it’s finally starting to look like a library, and I could not be more thrilled.
Allie & Patrick painting the library for their Books for Nyanga activist project.
We returned home that afternoon to find a Facebook message from an Ari Mason, an intern at NBC Connecticut. She is a friend of Erica’s, and she heard about Books for Nyanga when Erica’s boyfriend Dan brought us a suitcase full of books from the US last week. She wanted to interview us about Books for Nyanga, and we obviously responded immediately. The segment was scheduled to air on the Friday night news, so Patrick, Anna and I did a skype interview with her about fifteen minute later. (Keep in mind, we had just spent the day working in the library- Patrick and Anna were still covered in paint, and my hair was literally dripping wet from the shower). But even though we were taken somewhat off guard, the interview went smoothly. We talked all about how we first visited Nyanga and decided to help out with the library, and how we’ve been using social media to gather support back home. We got home later that night to find an article about us on the NBC News website, and we were even able to hear some of the segment as it aired (the live feed wouldn’t work, but Anna’s mother called so we could listen to it over the phone). It was all so surreal; we are 8,000 miles from home, and yet there are people talking about us on the local Connecticut news. Still, doing that interview was an amazing opportunity. We’re trying to spread the word about what we’re doing in Nyanga, so getting on the news was a big deal; we received 1,200 lbs. of books on just the day after the story aired! I only hope that all the people that heard about us will tell their friends, and this interview can start a ripple effect to bring in more donations for the library.

As I’m writing this post, I can’t stop thinking about how all of these events have occurred so perfectly. It just so happened that Erica knew someone working at NBC, and she heard about how Dan was bringing us books and wanted to put us on the news. Then there’s the way in which we started this project; if we hadn’t visited Marita’s flat one day, we would have never met Joseph, gone to Sithembele Matiso High School, or even known about the library that we are not devoting so much time and energy into rebuilding. And if you look even further than that, it gets even more convoluted; the only reason we went to Marita’s flat that day is because we wanted to tell her about our adventure in the Manenburg, which only happened because we were running late and caught a taxi with an incredibly kind driver. I know that there are words for this sort of phenomenon- kismet, serendipity- but I’m starting to wonder if it’s fate. It just seems too improbable that all these things could be nothing more than a series of coincidences. I really don’t know what to make of all of it, but I do know I’m grateful that everything has worked out so far, and I hope our luck continues for the remainder of our time in South Africa.  
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