Global Practice South Africa

Torn

This trip was completely different from what I would or could have expected it to be. It is no secret that group dynamics were a struggle until a couple days before we left so I find it pretty exciting and slightly surprising that I miss our group so much. Coming ...

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Teamwork

It’s difficult to put sweat, joy, and teamwork into words. The time spent in the Groot Wilderness is beyond description. Our group was comprised of all different, ages, races, nationalities, sexual orientations and genders. Instead of pretending like we were all the same most of us acknowledged the differences and ...

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Politics at Home and Abroad

This course has already been so eye opening and it’s only beginning. It’s interesting and disturbing how similar the political climate is between here and home. Zuma the President in South Africa has been compared to Donald Trump multiple times by South Africans and Americans alike. It’s interesting how the election ...

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New Spaces

The course has begun! We’ve been shadowing South African Social Worker’s around Cape Town at their various agencies and it is so interesting to see the various similarities and differences. The amount of cases that the social workers have to manage are double maybe even triple what the social workers are ...

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Family Support

America the beautiful. Home of the brave Land of the free. The outside world looks at you as though America has its problems solved. However, as an American I know that its problems are just hidden to the outside world like mouse traps hidden in dark places under stairwells. I felt so relieved to inform ...

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Family Support

America the beautiful. Home of the brave Land of the free. The outside world looks at you as though America has its problems solved. However, as an American I know that its problems are just hidden to the outside world like mouse traps hidden in dark places under stairwells. I felt so relieved to inform ...

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I found my way HOME

In the light of memory and remembering. Through the streams of our senses. Reconnecting. Recollecting. We find our way home. -from Slave Dream, by Malika Ndlovu-from , by Malika Ndlovulovu My mother and grand father always encouraged me to read about my history as an African American. As a child I ...

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I found my way HOME

In the light of memory and remembering. Through the streams of our senses. Reconnecting. Recollecting. We find our way home. -from Slave Dream, by Malika Ndlovu-from , by Malika Ndlovulovu My mother and grand father always encouraged me to read about my history as an African American. As a child I ...

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Home Again

Home…home…home. Home is where the heart is, a cliché that means more to me now than before. With my partner, so far away, I was ready to return to the place my heart is, with him. Yet, leaving South Africa was bitter sweet. The people I met and left behind ...

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Home Again

Home…home…home. Home is where the heart is, a cliché that means more to me now than before. With my partner, so far away, I was ready to return to the place my heart is, with him. Yet, leaving South Africa was bitter sweet. The people I met and left behind ...

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