In Khayelitsha, the community accepts outsiders as family. This isn’t a process that’s earned or takes time, it happens immediately. Older people are addressed as “Mama” or “Dada,” younger people are “sisi” (sissy) or “brother.” Host families are just that – your family. That feeling I had arriving in Khayelitsha the first day, it was indeed foreshadowing. Continue Reading
Molweni! Unjani? (Hello! How are you?)
I’ve officially been living in Khayelitsha, a township (or province) of Cape Town, for the past week.We packed up the kombis (comb-ease) and set off to the second part of our journey last Tuesday. Driving out of the city and into the township our leader, Scott, began to tell us more about the community in which we were about to live.
6/03/05
Tomorrow we move out of our posh, cozy guest house at Hillcrest Manor and prepare to move into Khayelitsha. Nervousness and excitement are blending together for me today. Change can be so scary when you’re uncertain of what comes on the other side. I did know this experience came with many changes and phases of adjustment and we are currently preparing for the largest change since we arrived on South African soil. Continue Reading