Thursday, February 28, 2008
South Africa and Super Bowl
Monday, February 25, 2008
In love with South Africa
- lions
- elephants
- giraffes
- zebras
- crocodile
- monkeys
- snake
- hippos
- rhinos
- baboons
- kudu
- wildebeest
- waterbuck
- wild dogs
- owls
- impala
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Brazil Pictures Posted!
More pictures and stories to come soon about South Africa!
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Build one house in a week!
Sunday, February 17, 2008
So close to South Africa
- Day 1: Habitat for Humanity. I am soooo excited to do this. I have always wanted to do habitat for humanity and never had a chance while in Boston. Now I can do it in South Africa!
- Day 2: Cycling in the winelands and jazz at night. Can you imagine biking and drinking wine at the same time? Should be interesting...
- Days 3 - 6: Safari!! I hope to see tons of animals. I did a four-day safari rather than a three-day one so that I could have the greatest chance of seeing them.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Finding a cause
It is so hard to know what the best way to help people in need is. My goal for this entire voyage is to find a cause that I am passionate about and support for the rest of my life. So far, I realized that I am passionate about hunger, and that is not only because I love food. I see people in these villages and they are so happy. They may not know how to do addition or how to spell their names or how to use a computer, but they are happy. The author of the memoir that I talked about earlier emphasizes that one obstacle in the way of happiness in hunger. She said, "I fought against the real slavery hunger." Now, I just need to figure out a sustainable way to feed people throughout the world. Don't take this the wrong way education and technology are powerful tools for the world as well.
I have been talking a lot to my Brazilian friend Daniella about her country. She is in the upper echelons of society in Brazil. She went to the American school in Sao Paolo, which is the best that there is. Right across the street from her school (which is guarded with barbed wire and all), is the school for a favela. The structure is made of tin. There is no school when it is raining because it is too loud. Teachers come and go. Classes have students from all ages. Daniella's school set up a program so that the students of both schools could interact. In general, the upper classes, especially the children, are completely sheltered from knowing about the lives of the lower class. Daniella was carted from home to school to horseback riding lessons and back home again, all without having to see the destitute conditions. And I don't blame her. Anyways, back to my story, so the students of the American school went over to the favela school to teach them grammar. When they got there, they realized it would be completely impossible. The children were either withdrawn and wouldn't talk or they were all over Daniella saying "You are so beautiful," "I want your watch," etc. Instead, they decided to teach the kids about self-esteem. I am so impressed with Daniella she has dreams to change her country. She is going to school at Boston University and wants to return to Brazil eventually. She realizes that there are huge problems but is not disillusioned and wants to effect change. She has already started to help. When she started driving and was not being carted around the city, she really saw the street children. They would come to her window and beg for money. Yes, that happens in the U.S. but not to the extreme that it does in Brazil. Daniella, instead of helping these kids through money, decided to carry food in her car to give to any of the streetkids. It is great to meet amazing people on this ship who really want to have an impact on the world.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Bye bye Brazil
We returned to Salvador on Saturday and I had a chance to go to the handicrafts market a bit. There was lots of woodwork, art, cashews, and soccer jerseys. Some people who stayed in Salvador had the opportunity to go to a “football” game, which I am really jealous about. The other big trips that people took were Rio de Janeiro, Lencois, or Iguassu Falls. If I ever return to Brazil, I would love to see Rio because I hear that it is absolutely beautiful.
One of the hardest things to deal with in Brazil was the language. They speak Portuguese, which some people say is like a drunk French person trying to speak Spanish. I will definitely encounter the language barrier in every country so Brazil just eased me into it. I just felt so unaware. On the airplane, they didn’t always translate and we used a lot of hand gestures. They did teach us on the basics on the ship, and some of the words that I use a lot were “hello,” “thank you,” “please,” “sorry,” and “excuse me.” The good thing about Brazil though was that we could survive at least with Spanish. Some of the words were the same or similar.
One of my biggest regrets from Brazil was not going to a steakhouse. Oh my gosh, everyone raves about it. I guess you get a card at your table – you flip it when you want meat and they just mob your table to start shaving meat onto your plate. You flip it back when you don’t want any. It keeps going back and forth until you are utterly stuffed. I had the opportunity to go to one when I got back in Salvador on Saturday, but I wasn’t feeling so hot. I’ll spare you the details. We did have some great food on the riverboat, but for one reason or another, a lot of us got sick. Our cuisine on the riverboat was rice, beans, noodles, some type of meat and fish, salad, fruit (oh, delicious fruit), and their national soda, Guarana. By the way, if you are about to say that I got sick from the salad, I avoided the salad for the most part. Anyways, it was good food, and I am glad I didn’t get sick until the end although the flight wasn’t very fun. The one consolation to not going to the steakhouse in Brazil is that I am going to make myself go to one in New York next year. I will have to get some recommendations from my Brazilian friend, Daniella.
Other things that I learned about Brazil:
- They have direct elections and everyone is required to vote. If someone does not vote (or show up and abstain), they can’t get a passport and other government services.
- The grades that students get in their classes do not matter. The only thing that matters for college is a national examination. If they want to go to school in Brazil, they need to choose a specialty, such as business or engineering, and then they need to go to the specialized school. While in college, most students have seven to eight classes per semester, a lot more than we do in the states. However, we have more reading in the states than Brazil. The students usually stay at home while they are attending college.
To conclude, Brazil was an adventure. South Africa is next, which I am looking forward to the most. If you want to know more about Brazil, add a comment to this blog and I would be happy to add a post. I just have run out of things to write about, and why would I want to study for my exams anyways?