Throughout the museum I learned more and more about what happened that day and how many innocent kids lives were taken. It just made me so sad because to think how young those kids were. I just don’t understand how the police can violently shot at and attack these kids. It was supposed to be a simple protest they were no threat to the police. I just don’t understand why the police felt the need to start killing so many innocent kids. I started to think also some of these kids were as little as my Grade R kids. What if I was a teacher back then and one of my students got shot and killed. I just could not even imagine. These were so many kids killed that day. Kids have so much potential, they have their whole lives ahead of them and they are our future. Kids have so much more to live for and to see that the police killed so many of them I just cannot wrap my mind around. One of the stories I read in the museum touched me as well. This 8-year-old girl was walking down the road when this happened with her mother. She was not even in the protest she was completely innocent and one of the policemen shot and killed her. She was innocent she was not even involved but just because she was a kid the policeman assumed and shot her for nothing. That museum was so sad to learn about and I could not even believe something like this happened.
|Kimmi plays hoola hoops with kids at Boys and Girls Club of Soweto|
When we first came to Johannesburg I was very scared because people told me that it was a lot more dangerous than Cape Town and more crimes occurred there. But in the end I was not so scared. I did find that the people there were not as friendly as the people are in Cape Town. I also felt like I stuck out like a sore thumb. That may have to do with the fact that we were always in a big group of 24 people on a huge coach bus. But I felt that being white made people look at me differently because of my skin color. I think because of Apartheid many may still have some sort of resentment against whites because of the way that they were treated. At times I just felt so bad riding around in this big fancy coach bus to places where many did not have enough money to buy groceries for the week. I guess there was no other way to get around but still. Being stared at by many on the streets made me want to duck my head and hide. I did feel safe in Joburg because we were provided with the private transportation and stayed in a safe area. But Joburg did not feel like home. I found myself missing the familiarity and nice people from Cape Town. Plus I also found myself missing Table Mountain, which in Cape Town I can see, everyday. In Joburg there are no mountains.
Next stop was Kruger National Park. It took us about 7 hours to get there. This long bus ride reminded me of all the trips my family and I went on to Wisconsin. When we arrived in Kruger it was extremely hot and humid. I roomed with two other girls in a chalet. It basically looked like a hut from the outside but once you got inside it looked like a small hotel room that fit three beds and a closet. It was far away from any big city and was kind of in the middle of nowhere. I couldn’t help but think that it felt a little bit like home. I was finally comfortable enough that if I wanted I was not afraid to walk around alone. The only thing I feared there was getting lost or eaten by some animal.
|Brittany, Kimmi, Kristin on game drive in Kruger|
While on excursion I missed the comfort of the pool house and being able to see everyone and make my own dinner. I also missed the comfort and familiarity of Cape Town. During the whole week the only form of technology I had was my phone. I did not use it because it costs so much for people back home so I had no contact with my family or friends for a whole week. It was kind of relaxing to have no technology and no distractions. I read a lot and wrote a lot. But it was very hard not being able to talk to anyone from home for the whole week. I can’t believe how much I rely on the Internet and how much I was craving it while I was gone for such a short period of time. Overall I had an amazing spring break and am so lucky that I was able to visit such amazing places. By the end of the week though I was ready and excited to go back home to Cape Town.