Final Week in South Africa
It was only a fortnight ago, but let's see how memory serves..
Leaving GAPA was tiny bit heart breaking as some of the kids were just managing to remember my name. Two girls even had a competition over a couple of days about me - one wanted to call me Coach, but her friend wanted to call me Zak. So they kept repeating my 'names' and whichever one got them my attention was the winner. I kept switching up when I turned around and pulled silly faces which got them in fits of giggles! I couldn't leave GAPA with one last charge around the football pitch with the boys, Kholosa (a little boy who's name, which means trust) decided I was fun this week. He deliberately came to my table on craft activities and always wanted me to be on his football team! It was a challenge to set him up to score, but we made a great partnership! After leaving once the grannies didn't believe I was really going this time which was a lovely lighthearted farewell.
I remember being hailed by my colleagues that week as well - for (with the help of my fantastic volunteers) finally completing and writing up all the assessments at the 2 township primary schools! I've never really stopped to think about how many classes and 'learners' we teach out on the sports project. Until John thought to analyse the data sheet will fill in everyday. He found that on average we see maybe 3-4 classes everyday, which equates to over children. Every morning. So for two schools.. with grades 4 - 7.. with 2 classes in each grade.. that's close to 900 children assessed over 3 weeks. Good job team. I think the cake in a cup did keep everyone's spirits up!
Over my final weekend I went up table tops again and had an awesome last meals with my closest friends. Let's glance over the violent illness I had for most of it and get straight to overviews!
Volunteering Abroad
International volunteers are essential to projects like the ones I experienced in Cape Town, South Africa. Although they would welcome South Africans to the project with open arms it just doesn't happen. This led me to wonder why that may be. And led me to question why I had to travel half way round the world to volunteer as a coach in a primary school in a disadvantaged neighbourhood. Perhaps it's because I haven't been subconsciously bombarded with prejudice and taboos. I understand my country and my area very well, yet I wasn't prepared to volunteer at home. I probably have no idea how incredibly dangerous Khayelitsha and Langa actually are. I was always sheltered and stayed with the community partners, and have a very positive experience of working with people in townships. Inside looking out is very different from the outside looking in. My ignorance was actually my strength when embarking on my volunteer placement. It meant I had an open mind and gave people a chance, one: because I wanted to, two: because I had no idea what to expect. Going forwards I believe I would like to continue to volunteer and work with social impact organisations not only abroad but closer to home. Parts of Sheffield are among the most deprived in the U.K and although the background and challenges are completely different and present new challenges, they should deserve a chance too.
Becoming a Staff Member
What a journey I have had. Only in writing this and thinking about do I realise what I have done! Being an ambassador was a fantastic opportunity and one which I grasped with two hands! I grew into the role accepting new responsibilities and managing my new relationship dynamic with the volunteers. My favourite part however was in the morning where we had a staff meeting to reflect on the day before, so everyone was on the same page. I gained a new insight into the different projects and really saw the impact we were making. Such as the informal preschool centre getting recognition by the government and receiving new funding for her practise, thanks to the support we have given her and her team. The most impactful however was from the girl impact project.
A young boy from the community partner had been sent to the local cash store (convenience store) to buy food. Along the way he was stabbed. There was talk in the community of vengeance against the attacker. However some of the teenage boys started to discuss and bring up points they had learnt from our volunteers. Discussing how to tackle to situation peacefully to prevent gangsterism and future conflict. A decision was made, and our forum for talking and role playing situations like this had just prevented violence. This is the impact we can make. A level of maturity and awareness was show by these boys that is admirable in adults, amazing.
On a more lighthearted note, volunteers get to live, work and gain a unique insight into a country and a more 'real' experience. Not to mention broadening your horizons with new experiences and relationships with people from across the world. I would thoroughly recommend it, you have no idea what doors it may open to you.
Thank you South Africa for everything.