Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Kota (No literal translation in English... But it's basically a hefty chunk of food regardless of the language)


As one of the first things I had a chance to experience upon my arrival in South Africa, the word “kota” has a special meaning for this week. It is one of the first of many uniquely South African foods that will probably become a staple in my diet, and it led me to an interesting situation last week. But first, I’ll explain all that I know about kota at this point (because I’m still not entirely sure of what it consists of). From what I can tell, the main ingredients of Kota include potato, arhcar, fries, polony and a huge chunk of bread. Some of the added ingredients that I’ve had with it are eggs, cheese, a hot dog (also called a Vienna) and special. You might be wondering what I mean by ‘special,’ right? To be honest, I wish I knew. Despite multiple attempts to find out, no one is able to describe it… but that’s what they list as an ingredient.

Last week, while going to get kota for lunch with a few GRS coaches I ended up giving an impromptu Spanish lesson. This may seem silly, especially since I’m not even fluent in Spanish, but I figured I might as well roll with it since I can at least carry a conversation in Spanish. As I stood at the Kota stand with one of the other GRS coaches, named Brown, still dazed and confused by what the cook behind the counter was saying to me, I felt like it was about time to get some guidance on how to speak Zulu. I asked the coach if she could teach me a little Zulu, and there began my first language lesson in Zulu. All the other customers surrounding us seemed both intrigued and mildly amused by what was taking place at this kota stand. At one point I asked how many languages Brown knew, and she responded by rattling off about 6 different languages. She informed me that most people are able to speak multiple languages and the reason being that there are so many different ethnic backgrounds all living in close contact throughout Johannesburg that most people end up picking up at least a few from a very young age. Needless to say I was impressed.  

In return, she asked me if I spoke any other languages and although I couldn’t compete with her 6 other languages, I mentioned that I could speak a little Spanish. Back at home this doesn’t seem like anything too special since it’s so common for people to know a little Spanish, but Brown was excited to learn this language that very few people in this area have even heard before. So, we begin with the basics: “Hi” – “Hola” and “How are you?” – “Cómo estás,” and so on. The next thing I know, I have two or three other guys listening in and asking how to say certain things in Spanish.

People often say that the best way to learn about a culture is by eating the food. Yet at this particular instance, I basically got a two for one special – a little bit of culture and the language just by going to get some Kota. I was both pleased and surprised by how easy it was to break down cultural barriers and how often people are willing to learn and be open to learning about other people and cultures. Maybe the people I happened to be talking to were more open than others because they rarely met anyone from the United States or because they never met anyone who could speak Spanish, but those few interactions alone left me in a good state of mind as we got back into the car to return to the Nike Center that day. I was bid adieu with an enthusiastic “Adios Amigos” from one of the people waiting for kota, and regardless of whether or not they remember a single word that I said in Spanish, that cross-cultural interaction alone was enough of a reward.





Nike Training Center in Soweto (Location of GRS offices)





Also, we moved! This is the old intern house that we lived in for the first 2 weeks in SA. Pics of the new spot coming soon...

More stories on the way!


Peace


Also, if you want to check out more about Grassroot Soccer and the work they do around the world, check out: www.GrassrootSoccer.org.




Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Sawubona! (Good Morning/Hello!)


After four long days in the woods of New Hampshire and a couple days of travel, I’ve finally arrived in South Africa! The journey to Johannesburg was certainly a long one, but there’s much more in store this coming year that will make it complete!

As a quick introduction, I first want to explain the purpose of this blog. This year I will be working with an incredible organization called Grassroot Soccer (GRS) in Johannesburg, South Africa. I will be documenting not only the work that I will be doing with GRS, but also my travels around the continent as well as the exciting and unforeseen experiences that lie ahead. I will begin every blog with a word, saying or phrase in one of the indigenous languages in South Africa like Zulu, which is one of the most popular indigenous languages spoken in Johannesburg, that will express an overall theme for that particular blog post. My goal is to have at least one blog post every couple of weeks, so hopefully it will stay updated!

To give a little background on the Grassroot Soccer organization, it was founded in 2002 by Tommy Clark, a Dartmouth College alum (woot woot!) doctor, soccer player, innovator, and friend. After playing for a professional soccer team in Zimbabwe, Tommy learned first hand the effect that AIDS has on many communities in sub-Saharan Africa and was so moved by the people and friends that he met there, that he was inspired to establish Grassroot Soccer, Inc. I had the privilege of meeting Tommy this past week at orientation, and simply hearing his story and speaking with him was enough to reassure me that this internship in South Africa is exactly what I want to do. 

Although it may seem like an outlandish concept, Grassroot Soccer uses the power of soccer to unite and mobilize communities to combat the spread of HIV. 33 million people are infected with HIV worldwide, and while it is definitely an issue within communities in the U.S., the magnitude of the disease is even greater in Africa. 67% of people infected with HIV live in sub-Saharan Africa. In order to get to the root of the problem, Grassroot Soccer implements various “Skillz” curricula in schools for different age groups, including a specific curriculum for girls. By coupling the game of soccer with education about the transmission and spread of HIV, students are able to fuel their interest for the beautiful game while learning important life skills that lead to healthy lifestyles and choices. Not only does GRS develop a curriculum that uses various analogies and metaphors that relate soccer to life, it trains and empowers coaches who are role models and soccer players within the community so that they can teach the curriculum to the students, thus making it a more sustainable program.

Furthermore, Grassroot Soccer prides itself on having a great deal of evidence that shows the progress that participants of GRS programs have made over time. The only way that GRS can continue to grow and improve the quality of its work is by understanding how well it is doing and what can be done better. That’s where I come in. I will be a Monitoring and Evaluation intern at GRS’s site in Soweto, one of South Africa’s most famous townships. It is best known for being home to some of South Africa’s most prominent global leaders like Nelson Mandela and Desmond Tutu as well as its anti-apartheid uprising. I will be supporting the Monitoring and Evaluation team by working on a variety of projects including focus groups, interviews, data collection and analysis as well as maintenance of the Skillz curriculum database.

Prior to take off this past Sunday, all twenty-two Grassroot Soccer interns participated in orientation, which was held at Harris Cabin for the first two nights and Pierce’s Inn for the last two nights. Orientation involved four full days of training, learning, playing and getting to know each other. As much fun as all this sounds, I have to admit it was exhausting. But I loved every minute of it. We started off at Pierce’s Inn in Etna, New Hampshire where all of us were able to meet and greet one another, most of us for the first time. Then we made the trek even further into the woods where we hiked up to Harris Cabin to spend the next couple of days. Wednesday night was fairly relaxed because we spent most of the time getting acquainted with one another. It was also our first real opportunity to get a taste of what the GRS organization is really like… an enthusiastic, driven and fun group that is dedicated to improving the lives of others. 






Thursday was filled with a variety of games, activities and a hike up Moose Mountain. When we came back to Pierce’s Inn on Friday morning we had more formal training with powerpoint presentations which were interspersed with various “energizers” that kept us alert and engaged throughout the day. Saturday was another full day of training plus some soccer in the rain, and then we finally wrapped things up on Sunday morning before heading back to Boston. Thankfully, I got a chance to go home for a few hours before heading to Logan and to say my final good-byes. The good news is that the four days we spent with no cell phone service or internet access in the middle of New Hampshire really gave us a chance to focus on our future endeavor and get fired up for everything that lies ahead.

As Michelle Obama so aptly put it, “Soccer is the hook.” Soccer is the universal language that inevitably links diverse communities across the globe. Soccer represents the similarities we have with one another because it puts us all on the same playing field and encourages us to use our skills to reach our ultimate goals. Soccer has the power to bring people together, to have a positive influence on people in order to build up and empower communities. By harnessing the power of soccer, there is real potential to change the direction of this epidemic. As I prepare to begin my year-long internship with Grassroot Soccer, I look forward to this opportunity to be a part of the collective effort to fight HIV across the globe.

Here we go....