Today Tamea and I went to the South African Gallery of Art in Cape Town. One of the exhibits was about how children have been depicted in art through time. On the wall was a poem by William Blake which struck a chord with me so much that I began to cry:
The Little Black Boy
My mother bore me in the southern wild,
And I am black, but oh my soul is white!
White as an angel is the English child,
But I am black, as if bereaved of light.
My mother taught me underneath a tree,
And, sitting down before the heat of day,
She took me on her lap and kissed me,
And, pointed to the east, began to say:
"Look on the rising sun: there God does live,
And gives His light, and gives His heat away,
And flowers and trees and beasts and men receive
Comfort in morning, joy in the noonday.
"And we are put on earth a little space,
That we may learn to bear the beams of love
And these black bodies and this sunburnt face
Is but a cloud, and like a shady grove.
"For when our souls have learn'd the heat to bear,
The cloud will vanish, we shall hear His voice,
Saying, 'Come out from the grove, my love and care
And round my golden tent like lambs rejoice',"
Thus did my mother say, and kissed me;
And thus I say to little English boy.
When I from black and he from white cloud free,
And round the tent of God like lambs we joy
I'll shade him from the heat till he can bear
To lean in joy upon our Father's knee;
And then I'll stand and stroke his silver hair,
And be like him, and he will then love me.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Happy Holidays
So it's Christmastime here, and it completely does not feel like it.
I've been trying to set the Christmas mood, but so far nothing has helped. Playing the two Christmas songs on my iPod on loop (Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas by James Taylor and Merry Christmas, War is Over by John Lennon...in case you were wondering), baking delicious baked good with lots of cinnamon, making ornaments for our tiny volunteer Christmas tree, wrapping presents...it doesn't matter what I do, it still doesn't feel like Christmas. I think the fact that it was 90 degrees outside yesterday doesn't help.
Tamea (friend from college, for those reading this who don't know her) is in town and we are planning to celebrate tomorrow by hanging out with the 2-4 year olds here at GGA and then eating steak with two other volunteers. After Christmas Tamea and I will be traveling to Cape Town and the Garden Route for a little sightseeing and relaxation. Pray for us for safe travels!
Wishing you ridiculously happy holidays...
I've been trying to set the Christmas mood, but so far nothing has helped. Playing the two Christmas songs on my iPod on loop (Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas by James Taylor and Merry Christmas, War is Over by John Lennon...in case you were wondering), baking delicious baked good with lots of cinnamon, making ornaments for our tiny volunteer Christmas tree, wrapping presents...it doesn't matter what I do, it still doesn't feel like Christmas. I think the fact that it was 90 degrees outside yesterday doesn't help.
Tamea (friend from college, for those reading this who don't know her) is in town and we are planning to celebrate tomorrow by hanging out with the 2-4 year olds here at GGA and then eating steak with two other volunteers. After Christmas Tamea and I will be traveling to Cape Town and the Garden Route for a little sightseeing and relaxation. Pray for us for safe travels!
Wishing you ridiculously happy holidays...
Friday, November 23, 2007
New Cell Phone Number
If you feel like calling me (and probably spending $2 a minute), I have a South African cell you can call me on. The number is:
011 27 72 987 0487
I plan to phase out my American cell phone eventually, so program the new number into your phones!
011 27 72 987 0487
I plan to phase out my American cell phone eventually, so program the new number into your phones!
Priceless
Five chickens because turkeys aren't very common in South Africa: 175 Rand
Shipping for four boxes of Stove Top stuffing from America: $17
A bottle of cinnamon, pumpkin, and pecans to make the most delicious side dish ever: 40 Rand
Ten pounds of mashed potatoes: 30 Rand
Shipping for a box of autumn leaves sent to one of the American volunteers that were then used as centerpieces: $10
Crayons to color in the hand turkeys I made: 10 Rand
Cooking Thanksgiving dinner for two Norweigan, one Dutch, one South African, one British, four American, and fifteen German volunteers in a rondavel in South Africa: Priceless
Shipping for four boxes of Stove Top stuffing from America: $17
A bottle of cinnamon, pumpkin, and pecans to make the most delicious side dish ever: 40 Rand
Ten pounds of mashed potatoes: 30 Rand
Shipping for a box of autumn leaves sent to one of the American volunteers that were then used as centerpieces: $10
Crayons to color in the hand turkeys I made: 10 Rand
Cooking Thanksgiving dinner for two Norweigan, one Dutch, one South African, one British, four American, and fifteen German volunteers in a rondavel in South Africa: Priceless
Friday, October 26, 2007
Cheese, Wisconsin
Hello again. I have about 30 minutes on the interenet, so we'll see how much ground I can cover. Here are some of the ways my mind has been wandering.
As many of you know, my volunteer role at GGA my first few weeks was tutoring and planning evening educational activities for the children. However, a couple weeks in I was approached to take on a new role and I accepted the position. Basically my new role is to help coordinate GGA's Child Sponsorship program as well as with the food drops it does for individuals in the valleys surrounding GGA. Unfortunately, this means I spend less time with the children directly and more time in front of Microsoft Excel spreadsheets. I have just completed my first week and I'm really excited about the new role. Though spending time with the children is fantastic, I feel the new position also suits me well. Since as a volunteer you must work every other weekend, I will still spend time with the children then and I can help with evening homework and programming activities anytime I want.
On a slightly different note, I've been really surprised by how Westernized parts of South Africa are, but first let me tell you a related story. So when I was about 5 or 6 years old I went to a Christian camp with my church in Kerrville, Texas. I had been told all these great things about camp. There would be campfires and swimming and somehow, in all of that, my 5 year-old self imagined bunking in a log cabin, chopping our firewood, and taking baths in the river. So when I showed up to this camp I began to cry because there was electricity in the rooms, new showers in the cabins (which were nicer than my house), and food cooked by a kitchen. I know it sounds silly, but I felt a similar pang of disappointment when arriving in South Africa. Before coming, I was really hoping that I would obtain some new, mandatory, Africa-imposed simplicity in my life because admittedly I thought that South Africa would be undeveloped. While it's been a comfort to have some of the things I love from home (hot showers, a good cheese selection, a Time magazine every now and again), I will admit I am a little sad that I don't have to "rough it" more.
One advantage of being here at GGA, however, is that I love the fact that sometimes I am bored. I think it's really good for me. Anyone who knows me knows that I am a RIDICULOUS busy body, so having large, unstructured units of time is both very challenging and very rewarding. I'm reading lots of books and doing other things. For instance, the other day I made a stab at writing down all 50 states and their capitals. While I am proud to say that I was successful with the states, I had a lousy showing with the capitals and ended up writing down things like "Cheese, Wisconsin". But in all seriousness it's been wonderful to have time to sit, think, and relax.
Also, in thinking about Halloween just being a couple days away, if anyone wants to post what they plan on dressing up as I would thoroughly enjoy reading it. :)
As many of you know, my volunteer role at GGA my first few weeks was tutoring and planning evening educational activities for the children. However, a couple weeks in I was approached to take on a new role and I accepted the position. Basically my new role is to help coordinate GGA's Child Sponsorship program as well as with the food drops it does for individuals in the valleys surrounding GGA. Unfortunately, this means I spend less time with the children directly and more time in front of Microsoft Excel spreadsheets. I have just completed my first week and I'm really excited about the new role. Though spending time with the children is fantastic, I feel the new position also suits me well. Since as a volunteer you must work every other weekend, I will still spend time with the children then and I can help with evening homework and programming activities anytime I want.
On a slightly different note, I've been really surprised by how Westernized parts of South Africa are, but first let me tell you a related story. So when I was about 5 or 6 years old I went to a Christian camp with my church in Kerrville, Texas. I had been told all these great things about camp. There would be campfires and swimming and somehow, in all of that, my 5 year-old self imagined bunking in a log cabin, chopping our firewood, and taking baths in the river. So when I showed up to this camp I began to cry because there was electricity in the rooms, new showers in the cabins (which were nicer than my house), and food cooked by a kitchen. I know it sounds silly, but I felt a similar pang of disappointment when arriving in South Africa. Before coming, I was really hoping that I would obtain some new, mandatory, Africa-imposed simplicity in my life because admittedly I thought that South Africa would be undeveloped. While it's been a comfort to have some of the things I love from home (hot showers, a good cheese selection, a Time magazine every now and again), I will admit I am a little sad that I don't have to "rough it" more.
One advantage of being here at GGA, however, is that I love the fact that sometimes I am bored. I think it's really good for me. Anyone who knows me knows that I am a RIDICULOUS busy body, so having large, unstructured units of time is both very challenging and very rewarding. I'm reading lots of books and doing other things. For instance, the other day I made a stab at writing down all 50 states and their capitals. While I am proud to say that I was successful with the states, I had a lousy showing with the capitals and ended up writing down things like "Cheese, Wisconsin". But in all seriousness it's been wonderful to have time to sit, think, and relax.
Also, in thinking about Halloween just being a couple days away, if anyone wants to post what they plan on dressing up as I would thoroughly enjoy reading it. :)
Friday, October 12, 2007
A List of Things I Wish I Knew:
1. Zulu
2. How to drive a standard well (no automatics in South Africa!)
3. The lyrics to every Chris Brown/Rihanna/Omarian/High School Musical song ever, so that the kids would think I am cool
4. How to make tortillas from scratch (I really miss them)
...this is a growing list.
2. How to drive a standard well (no automatics in South Africa!)
3. The lyrics to every Chris Brown/Rihanna/Omarian/High School Musical song ever, so that the kids would think I am cool
4. How to make tortillas from scratch (I really miss them)
...this is a growing list.
Just the basics...
Hello hello from South Africa! Though I've been gone only a little more than 2 weeks, I feel like there is so much to tell, but I will just have to give the basics for now.
After a somewhat stressful trip here (flight delays, rebooked on other flights, having to navigate the Johannesburg airport with ALL my luggage), I made it safely to GGA. My first couple weeks have been crammed pack full of new names, faces, and experiences. As far as my living situation goes, I share a room with 3 other girls, all who are very nice and who are also relatively new to GGA. We're in the process of making the place seem more home-y. I share livingroom and kitchen facilities with about 10 other female volunteers. I cook my own breakfasts and lunches and usually eat dinner from the GGA kitchen, which means I'm trying a lot of new foods such as Zulu cuisine. I'm still gaining my footing and finding my place here at GGA.
Unfortunately, I don't have internet access very often (probably about once every 2 or so weeks), but when I do I will do my best to let you know I am alive and about my goings on here in South Africa. The best way to keep in touch at this point is still regular mail and my cell phone in case of an emergency. But I did want to let everyone know that I am doing well and am enjoying the new pace of life.
Much much love!
After a somewhat stressful trip here (flight delays, rebooked on other flights, having to navigate the Johannesburg airport with ALL my luggage), I made it safely to GGA. My first couple weeks have been crammed pack full of new names, faces, and experiences. As far as my living situation goes, I share a room with 3 other girls, all who are very nice and who are also relatively new to GGA. We're in the process of making the place seem more home-y. I share livingroom and kitchen facilities with about 10 other female volunteers. I cook my own breakfasts and lunches and usually eat dinner from the GGA kitchen, which means I'm trying a lot of new foods such as Zulu cuisine. I'm still gaining my footing and finding my place here at GGA.
Unfortunately, I don't have internet access very often (probably about once every 2 or so weeks), but when I do I will do my best to let you know I am alive and about my goings on here in South Africa. The best way to keep in touch at this point is still regular mail and my cell phone in case of an emergency. But I did want to let everyone know that I am doing well and am enjoying the new pace of life.
Much much love!
Friday, September 14, 2007
Pressing Pause
My mom recently called me her "little vagabond". I earned this nickname for the somewhat nomadic lifestyle I've been leading since leaving Austin in mid-August. I am currently in Washington D.C., my fifth city in less than a month, visiting my sister as I wait to leave for South Africa on the 26th. Needless to say, recently my life has been a whirlwind of borrowed couches and living out of suitcases. I've now officially ruled out careers as a traveling salesperson, carnival worker, truck driver, or on-tour rock star as I have realized that I'm not really cut out for the nomadic life. In this way I am anxious for September 26th to get here already so I can be somewhere permanently for a while.
With all the traveling and trip preparations, I realized recently that actually being in South Africa seemed like more of an idea than a reality to me. Up until this point, the trip has been a giant to-do list of paperwork, shots, fundraising, errands, etc., in my mind. I realized that I hadn't given myself time to think about what it might actually be like while in South Africa. I was probably doing this because it's a little easier to deal with a to-do list than with all the emotions that come with it. Yesterday it finally hit me: I am leaving. It is going to be different there. I am probably going to have culture shock. I am going to miss people. I might be lonely. My life is not going to be the same after this. And while I think that all feelings are valid and should all be addressed, I also don't want to get carried away in a Stephanie Egocentric Pity Party. Before I left Austin, one of my friends told me that by going to South Africa, I was essentially "pressing pause" on my life, on my career, on my education, on relationships, and on friendships. With all due respect to my friend, I disagree with this metaphor for the experience for two reasons.
First, when you press pause in a movie and then press play again, the movie continues as it would have regardless of the fact that you pressed pause. Instead, I choose to see this experience as the next scene in my life. This experience is going to guide and shape subsequent decisions and experiences and thus is not like pausing a movie but instead is just the next scene or act that will thicken the plot and shape how the movie continues.
Second, I do not like the "pressing pause" metaphor because I think it skews my perspective on my place in the world and makes me feel more self-important than I should. One of my favorite quotes is by author Donald Miller:
"The most difficult lie I have ever contended with is this: life is a story about me."
A continuing struggle in my life is to not see life as this huge story or movie about myself with others playing supporting roles, but instead to just see myself as one of the characters in a bigger, elaborate, interwoven story which includes everyone in the world. In that story, my actions and choices affect the actions and choices that others make. I choose to try to live my life in this mindset as I feel it gives me the most appropriate perspective of how to live my life in a positive way that enriches and improves the lives of others. I am anxious and nervous and excited and hopeful as I wait to see how this huge story plays out.
Also, just wanted to let everyone know that I finally got my visa for voluntary causes in the mail from the South African Consulate! That means they won't kick me out at customs! Yay!
So, with that, I believe that this will be my last blog post from the states. I am not sure how much internet access I will have while I am away, but when I do have internet I am excited about sharing my experiences with you through this blog. Until next time, salani kahle (goodbye in Zulu)!
With all the traveling and trip preparations, I realized recently that actually being in South Africa seemed like more of an idea than a reality to me. Up until this point, the trip has been a giant to-do list of paperwork, shots, fundraising, errands, etc., in my mind. I realized that I hadn't given myself time to think about what it might actually be like while in South Africa. I was probably doing this because it's a little easier to deal with a to-do list than with all the emotions that come with it. Yesterday it finally hit me: I am leaving. It is going to be different there. I am probably going to have culture shock. I am going to miss people. I might be lonely. My life is not going to be the same after this. And while I think that all feelings are valid and should all be addressed, I also don't want to get carried away in a Stephanie Egocentric Pity Party. Before I left Austin, one of my friends told me that by going to South Africa, I was essentially "pressing pause" on my life, on my career, on my education, on relationships, and on friendships. With all due respect to my friend, I disagree with this metaphor for the experience for two reasons.
First, when you press pause in a movie and then press play again, the movie continues as it would have regardless of the fact that you pressed pause. Instead, I choose to see this experience as the next scene in my life. This experience is going to guide and shape subsequent decisions and experiences and thus is not like pausing a movie but instead is just the next scene or act that will thicken the plot and shape how the movie continues.
Second, I do not like the "pressing pause" metaphor because I think it skews my perspective on my place in the world and makes me feel more self-important than I should. One of my favorite quotes is by author Donald Miller:
"The most difficult lie I have ever contended with is this: life is a story about me."
A continuing struggle in my life is to not see life as this huge story or movie about myself with others playing supporting roles, but instead to just see myself as one of the characters in a bigger, elaborate, interwoven story which includes everyone in the world. In that story, my actions and choices affect the actions and choices that others make. I choose to try to live my life in this mindset as I feel it gives me the most appropriate perspective of how to live my life in a positive way that enriches and improves the lives of others. I am anxious and nervous and excited and hopeful as I wait to see how this huge story plays out.
Also, just wanted to let everyone know that I finally got my visa for voluntary causes in the mail from the South African Consulate! That means they won't kick me out at customs! Yay!
So, with that, I believe that this will be my last blog post from the states. I am not sure how much internet access I will have while I am away, but when I do have internet I am excited about sharing my experiences with you through this blog. Until next time, salani kahle (goodbye in Zulu)!
Monday, August 13, 2007
Ways to Keep in Touch
You might be asking yourself, How will I keep in touch with Stephanie when she is half-way around the world? Excellent question. Here's how (in no particular order):
1. Snail mail
My mailing address in South Africa is:
Stephanie Guidry
c/o God's Golden Acre
P.O. Box 453
Cato Ridge 3680
KwaZulu Natal
South Africa
Or feel free to mail anything to my permanent address (parents' house) and they can forward it along:
Stephanie Guidry
c/o John and Lauri Guidry
2556 Alabama Terrace
Quenemo, Kansas 66528
2. Internet/E-mail
I will most likely have limited access to the internet while I am gone, but just in case the new e-mail address is guidry.stephanie@gmail.com. I'm learning to love the Gmail Chat feature, so all you Gmail users feel free to keep in touch that way.
I'm also an old school AOL Instant Messager user, and my screen name is sabie1703.
And, of course, posting comments to the blog is a great way to let me know someone is reading this thing.
3. Phone
Right now it is looking like I will keep my regular cell phone service and switch to an international plan. That number is: 512.695.2061. If you want to do the phone option feel free, but it will probably cost you a pretty penny to call me so please keep that in mind.
1. Snail mail
My mailing address in South Africa is:
Stephanie Guidry
c/o God's Golden Acre
P.O. Box 453
Cato Ridge 3680
KwaZulu Natal
South Africa
Or feel free to mail anything to my permanent address (parents' house) and they can forward it along:
Stephanie Guidry
c/o John and Lauri Guidry
2556 Alabama Terrace
Quenemo, Kansas 66528
2. Internet/E-mail
I will most likely have limited access to the internet while I am gone, but just in case the new e-mail address is guidry.stephanie@gmail.com. I'm learning to love the Gmail Chat feature, so all you Gmail users feel free to keep in touch that way.
I'm also an old school AOL Instant Messager user, and my screen name is sabie1703.
And, of course, posting comments to the blog is a great way to let me know someone is reading this thing.
3. Phone
Right now it is looking like I will keep my regular cell phone service and switch to an international plan. That number is: 512.695.2061. If you want to do the phone option feel free, but it will probably cost you a pretty penny to call me so please keep that in mind.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Undiscovered Mystery
As I am set to leave for South Africa on September 26th, I wanted to give an update about my preparations. I have purchased a round-trip plane ticket and have sent my paperwork to the South African Consulate to obtain a visa for voluntary and charitable causes. I am slightly nervous as I wait to see if I can obtain the visa. Please send prayers and good thoughts to the South African Consulate as they make their decision. I am currently spending a little time in Austin with friends before driving to Quenemo, Kansas to see my parents and then to Washington, D.C. to visit my sister before I depart for South Africa.
As we speak I am printing and sending out my letters of support for financial contributions. Thank you so much to everyone who has already donated and made this trip financially possible for me! If you would like for me to send you a letter of support, feel free to e-mail me your mailing address. I am overcome with appreciation for the encouragement, love, and generosity given to me thus far. My co-worker recently wrote this note in a card to me:
"Blessings as you travel forward to undiscovered mystery..."
While South Africa is truly an undiscovered mystery to me, it is more and more apparent every day how incredibly blessed I am in this process. From generous financial contributions to moving my furniture out of my apartment to simple well wishes, I am blown away by the support I have experienced. Thank you once again and I can't wait to tell you more about this new adventure as it unfolds.
As we speak I am printing and sending out my letters of support for financial contributions. Thank you so much to everyone who has already donated and made this trip financially possible for me! If you would like for me to send you a letter of support, feel free to e-mail me your mailing address. I am overcome with appreciation for the encouragement, love, and generosity given to me thus far. My co-worker recently wrote this note in a card to me:
"Blessings as you travel forward to undiscovered mystery..."
While South Africa is truly an undiscovered mystery to me, it is more and more apparent every day how incredibly blessed I am in this process. From generous financial contributions to moving my furniture out of my apartment to simple well wishes, I am blown away by the support I have experienced. Thank you once again and I can't wait to tell you more about this new adventure as it unfolds.
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