Friday, May 20, 2011
Grassroot Soccer (GRS) uses the power of soccer to educate, inspire, and mobilize communities to stop the spread of HIV. We conduct HIV prevention and life skills interventions in over 15 countries, to provide youth with the knowledge, skills, and support to live healthier lives. GRS has graduated 400,000 youth worldwide. In response to overwhelming research promoting the value of girls’ participation in sport, coupled with the need for effective HIV prevention, GRS launched Skillz Street in South Africa in 2010. This girl-centered initiative creates a safe space for adolescent girls to play soccer, take action in their community, and have vital conversations about HIV and AIDS. Our Big Idea is to implement Skillz Street in locations throughout South Africa in 2011. In 2012, GRS will bring this innovative program to scale by sharing it with our global partners, enabling us to reach girls around the world.
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Last week I came back from a wonderful holiday in Zambia and Botswana. Hannah, Mike, Sara and I visited Victoria Falls, Lusaka and Chobe National Park. This was such a refreshing and different experience from Cape Town and Most of South Africa. WHAT a blast!
Below are some highlight pictures and the link to my picassa album.
Monday, March 28, 2011
This mother-daughter bonding experience happened in the middle of my parent’s trip tocome see me, which was admittedly one of the highlights of my time here. I was able to experience my father driving on the left side of the road which means one of the anthems of the trip was “keep left, keep left, keep left!” Even in their short time here they were able to experience many TIA moments.Their luggage was lost so they were three days without clothes. When they went to go pick up their baggage at the airport, the airport was actually delivering it to the place we were staying due to lack of communication so they passed each other on their way. Additionally, my admittedly micromanaged itinerary for them was shot to pieces and we pretty much just winged it for a week. “This and that restaurant don’t serve dinner on every other Tuesday or you cant make it down to Cape Point on Saturday because of the biggest cycling race of the year, you cant go out to the townships for the rest of the week becuause of taxi strikes, etc., etc. ”
Nonetheless, we had a blast, were eventually able to do almost everything we wanted to and Mom and Dad had the best cultural experience of all which is becoming intimately acquainted with saying TIA and AWA.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Race and gender relations in South Africa is something that I will not even pretend to understand but I think I can safely say that its a force affects all of the girls that I live with. Capetonian men of all races and classes tend to be pretty forward and us GRS women have definitely felt the heat in our short stay here. As if wearing matching bright yellow T-shirts with the GRS logo isn’t enough, walking in a large gaggle of, if I may say so myself, attractive girls, brings about a lot of attention, especially if you are wearing shorts or skirts (which by the way is completely acceptable and normal dress for many locals, not the case in many more rural places around Africa) and especially if you are American. This has somewhat forced us to develop a sense of humor about these encounters because, quite frankly, many of them are absolutely ridiculous. Below is a list of the relatively PG rated advances that we as a group have endured.
- “Excuse me, excuse me! Thank you for your beautiful legs.”
- “Ive seen you before, and I like you.”
- Standing in nothing but his tighty whitie underpants “Can I take a picture with you?”
- Wasted bum: “I louf you, we would make a great Top Deck” (chocolate bar that is layered with both milk and white chocolate, sometimes used to describe mixed race couples)
- Chasing us out of a gas station at 2am “Excuse me, you are really beautiful…(questioning looks from our side)…. thought I would give it a try!”
- Drive by “I love you!”
- Toothless car guard serenading us with “I want to know what love is!”
- “Ladies! Ladies! Would you like a haircut?…. Can I have a ride?… I’ll buy you beer, Black Label!” To Talia and I in our car, stopped at a light.
- “You have the legs of an African!”
These are just the ones that stand out from the usual "hello sisi," "hey ladies," kissy noises and generally suggestive looks. Can’t blame them for trying a multitude of different approaches. More to come as incidents occur.
Friday, January 14, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
On my first grocery trip back I was SO tired that all I could bring myself to buy was oatmeal, yoghurt and MANGOES, which are the most heavenly fruit when they are the real deal. Granted we have to trade Avocado season for mango season but in my eyes it is a timely switch. My roommate witnessed me have my first go at eating a whole mango. I started out with complete civility pealing the skin with a knife then systematically cutting the flesh off around the pit. Yet, the trouble is, after the knife cant go any further, there is still so much mango left. SO I did as I saw my African babies do in Malawi, which was bite right into the pit and scrape the extra meat off. I ended up with juice up to my elbows, all over my face and running down my legs. Quite the scene. Good to be back.