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


12 March 2013

Audrey learning the expressions and manerisms


Is it? Oh she’s being cheeky. Thank makes me crossed. How’s it? Nice. Keen. Nice.

If only you could hear how I sounded when saying these words and phrases. Even better hear every single South African say them. When I first arrived here in Cape Town I was a bit lost with what people were trying to say to me. I started to look like a bobble head, just constantly shaking my head to infer yes with a giddy smile on my face. Now picture me doing this 24/7, it was definitely a scene. Could you imagine if I went to a country where English isn’t even spoken frequently? It would have been a problem.

During the first month I was experiencing so many different accents and so many different levels of ability to speak English that I began to believe I was never going to be able to communicate on a strong level with these people. It scared me. I came to this country to learn people’s stories and this communication barrier was not going to allow me to do this.

But as the weeks went on my tendency to look like a bobble head became less and less and communication between South Africans grew more and more. I even caught myself the other day saying, ‘how’s it’ to a friend back home. Respectfully so her response was ‘what’ with many question marks, most likely what my response would have been just a month ago.

I enjoy noticing my change of mannerisms. But also find it very interesting that in such a short exposure a person’s mannerism can change so quickly. I am looking forward to noticing when my mannerisms will change back when I arrive home.

Cheers.

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