Showing posts with label soweto. Show all posts
Showing posts with label soweto. Show all posts

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Umoja – The spirit of togetherness

What a weekend it has been! Apartheid museum Saturday afternoon and the Mandoza musical in the evening. Up early today to spend the day in Soweto, first attending a church ceremony, then visiting the museum for the Soweto uprising, Mandela’s house, lunch at a Soweto restaurant and finishing with a visit to the Cotlands hospice and orphanage.


The apartheid museum gave an almost too real description of the rise and the fall of the apartheid regime, the principles behind and the cruel and unjust measures that were required to maintain it. Afterwards you can only ask yourself how it was possible to justify and build such an inhuman system.


A quote that shows how the apartheid politicians saw their role. In a TV interview one of the politicians even argued that the apartheid model had proven its worth and that it should be used in other places in the world. Let us be very happy that this never happened!

The beauty of the South African solution is that it starts and ends with reconciliation. The South Africans (at least the ones I have met, both black, coloured and white) truly believes in the ‘Rainbow Nation’ - where all colours live together as one – as the only way to a better future. I think they have gotten it so right! This picture shows the exit from the Apartheid Museum.

In the van on the way back from the Apartheid Museum.

Saturday night we attend the Mandoza musical. Also this story was build up around the freedom struggle and the liberation. It showed how the music and dance evolved with the historic events from tribal life to today’s rock stars and it described the important role music played to keep morals high when times were tough. It was an incredible display of energy and joy! We have nothing like this in Europe! The buckets on the head of these ladies says ‘Umoja loves you’. Umoja means ‘The spirit of togetherness’ in one of South Africa’s 11 languages. Don’t ask me which one.

This morning started with a ceremony in the Grace Bible Church in Soweto. The church must be able to seat at least a couple of thousand people. The ceremony almost felt like a continuation of the musical the night before; full of energy and happiness! The speeches were both spiritual and very down to earth including both the current economic crisis and yesterday’s rugby game where South Africa beat New Zealand.

We met these two guys on our way.

Our two guides for the day, Thomas (left) and Ben. Born and raised in Soweto. Ben showed us how you in Soweto tell the minivan taxis where you are going only by the use of hand signs.

Do you need a new set of tires? You can get everything done on the streets of Soweto.

What surprised me the most was how developed Soweto was. There are shopping malls, stadiums, schools, hospitals, good roads, water and electricity. Here is the local Nissan dealer. It is, after all, also a city with four million people.
By the way, did you know that the name Soweto comes from ‘South West Township’, which again stems from the fact that Soweto lies south west of Johannesburg.

This picture shows the absolutely worst part of Soweto. This was actually what I expected all of it to look like, but according to Ben it is only 10% of the people in Soweto that lives like this. This number is even decreasing as the South African government makes progress on its Residential Development Program that has build houses for several million people.

How about a couple of nuclear reactors in your back yard? They are not active anymore, but you can get a bungee jump from the top for fifty dollars.

Our guide Ben in front of the monument for Hector Pieterson at the museum for the Soweto uprising in 1976. The uprising was a protest against the government’s decision that education must be done in Afrikaans, a language that neither teachers nor students amongst the black population understood. The police opened fire on the crowd and 69 people (officially) were killed. Hector Pieterson was the first one to fall. He was thirteen years old.
‘I have also been throwing rocks at the police around here’ Ben said at one point. Another reminder of how recent all this has happened.

We paid a quick visit to Mandela’s house. There is not much too see there other than it is very small.

Lunch at a restaurant in Soweto. They apparently got our name wrong, so here are the three IMC ladies Valeria [Russia], Misayo [Japan] and Yadira [Colombia].

The last stop on the road was the Cotlands hospice and orphanage. The children at Cotlands are mostly from families where the parents are either sick with or dead from AIDS. Most of the kids themselves are also HIV positive. Although the circumstances are so sad Cotlands is a wonderful place to visit. As everywhere else where you have kids around there is lots of energy and desire to play. The older kids (3-5 years) were ready to play when they saw 70 daddies and 20 mamas walking in. For more than an hour we all played around and had some good old childish fun.

In their worst year Cotlands had 87 deaths. Last year they had one. The difference is the treatments that now are available. The children live longer, which creates new problems as they now must have support for a much longer period. A ‘winners curse’ as our Economics Professor Ralf Boscheck would call it. Although a positive problem, it is still a problem.

Cotlands had an IMD ICP team working with them last year. They mentioned several time that the team had had a major impact on them and that they still were implementing the recommendations that the team had made. We had already heard about the IMD/Cotlands project from the IMD side, but we took this opportunity to get some input from Cotlands as well. We got some good ideas and suggestions that we will bring with us to this year’s similar project with Koinonia in Kenya.

Thorsten

Saturday, July 25, 2009

From shoe-shine to Soweto showers

Today's guest entry is written by Rasmus Figenschou.

Ruslana (Canadian), Cedric (France), Sylvain (France), Dave (Australia) and Rasmus (Norway) makes up the team advising a Shoe-shining operation here in Johannesburg.

Thinking we were going to become excellent shoe-shiners, we were surprised to learn that our entrepreneur already had move onto new hunting grounds. We plunged straight into the launch of a shower service to townships near Johannesburg.

Townships date back to Apartheid times when non-whites were designated to live in certain areas. Though some townships have been upgraded, most still do not have hot water, or even running water to their homes. Daily hygiene is therefore limited to collecting water from a nearby source, and possibly heating it up in your home, or washing straight from the tap in the street.

Many people from the townships commute to the city for work where transportation hubs allow for very efficient modes of transport. Arriving at 5am, people were already queuing up to get on their way into town for work. Small taxis (industry standard is the Hiace) go to different points of town, where only experience and asking for advice guides people of the right line to join. With the chilling minus two degrees and masses of people, we were amazed at the adherence to queue-etiquette and the evident orderly system of what in the beginning seemed like complete chaos.

Our location-scouting brought us various township areas (more toilet areas than we could count), downtown train stations etc, and even allowed us for some very local food experiences. The driver of our bus is a police officer and provides for our safety in a country that is known for its crime. It is a bit of a nuisance having to stay in a close group all the time. That said, I have had nothing but positive experiences with South Africans – and the early AM trip also gave a good counter-perspective to the safety concerns. Knowing when to hide your camera is obviously the case as in any other developing country. But in spite of being the only two white people/abelungu (Xhosa word deriving from the white break of the sea) walking around Soweto pre-sunrise we had no negative experiences, but rather were met by curious interest and smiling faces.

Lastly I have to express our groups love for our entrepreneur. As one of the first generation to graduate from higher education after Apartheid he did not find a space in normal business world. Instead he started numerous ventures, and numerous failures but a continuing drive to succeed is one of the key qualifications of Lere. Every problem is met with one hundred new solutions, and whenever we have a problem to be solved he is on the phone within minutes to find the appropriate person in government or otherwise and gets in the door whichever way is possible.

I am writing this as I am watching another cultural event here in South Africa - Rugby: The Springbucks are playing the New Zealand All Blacks. Currently the local team is up 14-3 so the mood in the bar is good!

To one and all; Hambani kahle

Rasmus

Queues for bus in morning

All sorts of services are offered in the township

If you dont have a mobile, numerous phone "kiosks" are available

Lere´s shoe shine meets IMD MBA - Two cold gentlemen out treading the streets of Soweto in the early morning

Getting to work in the morning can take several hours if you live in the townships