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


19 January 2013

Kelsey: already time is flying by


My name is Kelsey and I am junior studying Allied Health at UConn. Upon hearing that I was accepted into this prestigious study abroad program I knew I was in store for something special and was utterly grateful for the journey I was anticipating. From the first day here I knew it would be an unexplainable adventure. We were all exhausted but when we first caught sight of Table Mountain we knew it was worth the endless hours of sitting on the airplane. Table Mountain is absolutely stunning and considered one of the 7 world wonders. From the airport we were brought to our houses. My roommates and I shared a triple with our own bathroom at a gorgeous house with an in ground pool in the backyard. The weather by the way is like a warm spring day in Connecticut. It takes my body time to realize I was no longer stuck in depressive winter tundra. Cape Town has so much sun and life around it.

We took a drive around town and saw more of the mountains and Rondebosch commons, which is like a park people run around and bring their dogs and whatever. This place feels like some island on the Caribbean, except everything is in English and it is much much cleaner. The homes however all have barbed wire around them and like 8 foot fences. I don't know if I should feel safe or scared. To get to my bedroom from outside the house takes me 4 keys- 1 for the front gate, 1 for the barred gate on the front door, the front door itself, and then my actual room. I really am surprised at how easily I settled into the house and the environment.
Kelsey, Larissa, & Allie at Cape Point
As our orientation began it seemed to me more like a vacation and we were tourist than anything else. The only townships we had seen were the ones by the airport. At that point though we were so excited about actually being there that we didn't really think about the poverty here or what I mission was truly about. As orientation continued, it became more and more realistic the pain that so many people have experienced in such a beautiful place. Touring the District 6 museum was really heavy stuff. It still blows my mind how such a human rights violation was allowed to happen. Another thing that shocked me was District 6 was pronounced a whites only area in 1966, which seems so recent to me. The effects of it, both psychologically and literally are still being felt. On the flipside of this, we have met very strong and inspiring people who are trying their best to get their story out there, despite how painful it was. I've learned here so far you can't break some people's spirit or will. We visited a children's center and I felt that was so uplifting because of how welcoming and happy the children were regardless of their situation. If they wanted to be happy, they could be, and I think that rubbed off on us co-educators as well.  Robben Island left a particularly heavy impression on me because our tour guide was an actual prisoner there for 5 years. When he was 18 he was rallying against apartheid by setting fires, and he was sent off to Robben Island. After being released he had no education or way of earning money so he had to go back to the prison and work as a tour guide, not because he wanted to but because he needed to. I feel like he is a solider in a type of way because he sacrificed his life for a better cause, but still in return there is so much more justice to be served.

After hearing a bit about the background and the history of the city, we actually saw the townships which I think was the most moving and heartbreaking part of the trip so far. The fact that people were forced from their homes and basically had to live shacks is unreal. You can't describe it until you actually witness it with your own eyes. I think that is one of the struggles I will be having here; trying to convey what I've been seeing and feeling to everyone back home. I almost feel helpless because I wouldn't even know where to start in changing the way things are here. I look forward to my internship at Talfealsig in one of the townships and know that I will learn so much more there and with that new knowledge, a new set of thoughts and emotions. It’s been like 8 days and I already feel like it’s flying by.

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