To L.E.A.D. is to SERVE...Cape Town!

The Global L.E.A.D. Experience

2010-02-18T16:05:00.000-05:00

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Studying abroad is something I would recommend to anyone. Whether you’re someone who travels regularly, or a person who has never left a specific region, each one of us has the capacity to grow from such an experience. Having said that, if you’re looking for an opportunity unlike any you’ve ever known before, you should definitely look into the Global L.E.A.D. Program.

These guys (and girls) have taken traditional study abroad theory, broken it down, and have completely reinvigorated it. By doing so, this program reaches a whole new level, a level for the 21st century college student. Perhaps that includes you. No program offers more regarding the combination of service-learning and adventure! There's no question about that. Begin by taking a look through this blog... You'll see it for yourself.

-Scott

"A Brutish Game Played By Gents"

2009-06-14T19:25:00.000-04:00

Saturday afternoon I experienced a part of South African culture beloved by many in this country - the sport of rugby. The famed British and Irish Lions rugby union team is currently touring South Africa for the first time since 1997. On Tuesday, they came to Cape Town for a match against Currie Cup team Western Province.

A close match over the duration, the Lions survived a scare to win 26-23. While play was sloppy at times due to a driving rain that soaked the field prior to the match and an unpredictable breeze throughout, I was still impressed with the intensity of the game and the dedication of the fans.

Here are some pictures documenting my time at Newlands Stadium.

"Into the Wild" - Kruger National Park

2009-06-13T21:37:00.000-04:00

Last week marked the adventure portion of our program and approximately 70 people, including University of Georgia alumni who have joined us for the final two weeks, set off to the largest game reserve in South Africa, Kruger National Park. An extravagant trip in its own right, the Kruger experience offered a unique opportunity to escape the city and explore the wilderness of South Africa.

Monday morning we awoke at 5:30 AM, loaded the bus, and departed for Cape Town International Airport for an 8:30 flight to Johannesburg. Check-in went smoothly, we enjoyed a hearty breakfast, and before we knew it we were 30,000 feet in the air and well on our way to the scenic sunrises, eventful game-drives, and jovial, palatable dinners we would soon experience.

After landing in Jo'Burg and spending the next several hours in transit by bus, we arrived at Kruger at around 5 o'clock - ready to unload our bags and make ourselves at home.

While at Kruger, we stayed in the Numbi gated area close to the White River and Hazyview. We made camp at Nkambeni and boarded in cozy, tented suites. The suites are remarkably constructed to be adaptable to the natural habitat of Kruger. They are all built on wooden stilts and feature two beds, two bunks, an indoor and outdoor shower, and a jacuzzi. I felt like I was back on the Appalachian Trail sleeping so close to nature, and it was a pleasing feeling being so isolated from the bustle of the big city for a while. When were told to beware of scorpions and spiders stalking our shoes and sheets, there was no doubt we were now in the wild. We were treated to a delicious dinner at the Nkambeni restaurant Monday night and after some cordial fellowship with friends, I retreated to my suite to rest for the early morning game drive that would follow.

Tuesday morning I woke up to a set alarm of 4:45 AM. About ten minutes later a man knocked on the door and yelled "wake-up call." After gathering my wits and taking a shower, I made my way to the restaurant where our group met to dispatch on the first safari of the trip. We were taken on our excursion by high-rise Land Rovers, 11-seat "ground conquerers" that would serve as the only obstacles between ourselves and an angry charge of a tempted elephant or rhino.

Fittingly, the first animal we saw Tuesday morning was the impala, also known as "fast food for lions." There are over 90,000 impalas in the 7,332 square miles of Kruger National Park and the frequency of which you see them day-to-day becomes amusing at times. The morning session was filled with excitement and we saw several animals, including the giraffe, zebra, rhinoceros, wildebeest, elephant, kudu, and exotic birds of many kinds. After lunch we saw many more of the same animals, but also added to our sighting list the monkey, baboon, cape buffalo and hippopotamus. The "Big Five" is a term coined by big-game hunters as being the five most difficult animals in Africa to hunt on foot. Making up this collection of animals is the lion, elephant, cape buffalo, leopard, and rhinoceros. To have already seen three of these five animals after our first game drive was quite a feat!

After breakfast Wednesday morning, we loaded into small buses and rode to Chimp Eden, a chimpanzee sanctuary at the Jane Goodall Institute in the Mpumalanga region of South Africa. Chimp Eden rescues chimps from areas into which no one else would dare venture, and the sanctuary serves as a place of care giving and rehabilitation for these animals. During our visit, we were guided by an engaging woman named Sophie who gave us a tour of the facilities and talked with us about the nature of the chimpanzee and how they interact with one another. It is currently believed that we share 95 percent of our genetic material with the chimpanzee, quite scary if you ask me but interesting at least when you consider the similarity in anatomies, personality aspects, relationships, and behavior patterns. Sophie did a fantastic job keeping the tour full of facts and we learned that chimps are five times stronger than the average human male and that they should never be kept as pets, as they are extremely aggressive and prone to harsh violence over territorial matters. The cause that Chimp Eden stands for is a noble one and I thoroughly enjoyed seeing their efforts first hand.

Wednesday night we went on a night game-drive. Before riding the trails in search of more game, our guide Arno led my group to a huge rock structure that overlooked the surrounding trees and brush below. We had drinks in the glow of a magical sunset; a pleasing sight if there ever was one.

While our night drive was not that eventful, we did spot a pack of zebra and also a leopard. Leopards are very difficult to see at night because they will crouch down into the grasses as soon as the spotlight hits them. We saw the leopard's outline a few times, but we were never able to see its full figure under the light.

At dinner Wednesday night, talks of the famous lion floated on the air. None of the groups had seen the "king of the jungle," and hopes were running high that we would see this icon of Africa on our final day in Kruger. As we ate our meals, we enjoyed listening to an ongoing tribal dance taking place below the deck and I made a special effort to get one of the dances on video before retiring.

Thursday morning we awoke to another game drive, again leaving our camp in the Land Rovers at 6 o'clock. Thursday would turn into what was, without a doubt, the best day of the trip for me. My group had an amazing guide for the day and he would bring us closer to the animals than we had ever been before. Thursday morning we got what we all wanted, a sighting of a big, male lion! Although the lion was a good distance away asleep on its belly, through our binoculars we could see what a true beast this animal really is. Unfortunately, my camera could not zoom enough for me to get any good pictures, but it was satisfying to have just viewed the final big five animal on only the third game drive of our trip!

During the afternoon session, we came across a young adolescent elephant wanting to cross the road right in front of us. Disturbed at the presence of all the vehicles dispersed along the road, he became quite angered and "mock charged" one of the trucks that got a little too close. This was absolutely my favorite sight of the trip! Luckily for the truck, it was only a mock charge. A full out charge could have gotten ugly very quickly for that particular tourist and his family.

Thursday night we enjoyed a final dinner and reminisced on the animals seen and the people met and on Friday, our trip back to Cape Town was much like our trip from the city - a sleepy bus ride, a wearisome plane flight, and a welcome back when we returned to Lagoon Beach Apartments, our home away from home over the last five weeks.

The trip to Kruger National Park was incredible for the experience and the sights seen. When will I again get the chance to be in the presence of rhinos 20 feet away? I honestly can't say. Will I ever see another elephant charging a truck before the frightened eyes of a man and his family? I can't answer that question.

People from around the world come to Kruger to experience situations just like these every year. I just spent three full days at the park as a twenty-one year old college kid, fresh from the state of Georgia thousands and thousands of miles away. Cool stuff? Yep, you could say that. Something I will remember for a long time to come? (Emphatically) Absolutely!

Weekend Adventures

2009-06-08T00:45:00.000-04:00

Here are some photos from a weekend spent in Cape Point, Cape of Good Hope, Stellenbosch, and Camps Bay. While the weekend did not bless us with beautiful weather, I had a great time with friends exploring these historic sites of South Africa.

Cape Point is located at the southeastern corner of the Cape Peninsula. There is a sandstone ridge that rises from Cape Point at sea level, and then breaks into two peaks. The higher of the peaks features an old lighthouse located at the top, which we toured Friday afternoon.

The Cape of Good Hope is at the southwestern corner of the Cape Peninsula. Bartolomeu Dias was the first European to reach the cape in 1488, and he named it the "Cape of Storms" for its fierce winds and rain. This name held true on Friday, as the winds were some of the strongest I've ever felt in my life. "The Cape" was later renamed "Cape of Good Hope" by John II of Portugal as a tribute to the assurance of its presence.

Stellenbosch is the second oldest European settlement in the Western Cape province. Located about 30 miles from Cape Town, the town is also known as the City of Oaks due to the large number of oak trees planted along the streets and around the homes. Site of the University of Stellenbosch, one of the leading universities in South Africa, the town is vibrant with culture from sporting clubs to rich valleys filled with vineyards open to public tourism and wine tastings. I spent Saturday morning exploring the city, university, and vineyards with friends.

Camps Bay is a popular suburb of Cape Town. Known for its beautiful beaches and lively nightlife, Camps Bay is a very popular spot for tourist. Sunday was a perfect day to lay out on the beach, and a few of us spent Sunday night at Blues Restaurant where we enjoyed amazing food and a unique ambiance.

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Naloni and I

2009-06-05T11:55:00.001-04:00

On Thursday afternoon of Education Week I visited a local AIDS orphanage with the Global L.E.A.D. group. Upon arriving, we were greeted by a man named Solomon who showed us a video illustrating what goes on at the orphanage throughout the year. After watching the video, we were given a tour of the facilities, and we had the opportunity to spend time with the kids, young or old.

I decided to spend my time with the younger children because I have always loved the interaction you can have with a young child so full of innocence and imagination. When we entered the classrooms and began meeting the kids, I immediately made a connection with a boy named Naloni. For the next couple hours or so, Naloni and I spent time together reading books and discussing what took place in each of them. I was humbled in the presence of Naloni's passion for learning. It excites me that a child like Naloni can overcome the hardships of his circumstances to experience the sweet joys that come with childhood and growing up.

I brought along with me a few glow sticks to pass out, and the kids went absolutely crazy for them. Wearing them as bracelets, they were fascinated with their illuminating glow and walked around showing their friends and teachers; bliss in their eyes and laughter in their voices.

Before leaving the orphanage, I also left behind a baseball glove and ball for all of the children to enjoy. Although baseball is not a popular sport in South Africa, the kids knew the game and had a blast throwing the ball to one another and taking turns using the glove. I plan to provide the orphanage with another glove before I return home.

Visiting the orphanage was a fitting way to close education week and helped reinforce the reasons we are really here - to reach out to others, build relationships, help where we can, and hopefully change lives for the better.

*Photo Credit - Amanda Abbott

"What does it take to be great?"

2009-06-05T11:44:00.000-04:00

Thursday was our last official classroom meeting and we discussed the question, "What does it mean to be great on a day-to-day basis?" Focusing on the things we should remember as we travel back to Athens, we searched within ourselves to find out what it takes to be great. I feel like we came up with some pretty profound answers.

Here is what I had to say.

- We have to have "a heart with enough room to let others in." My time in the township of Sir Lowry's Pass made that so clear to me.

- We have to realize that money is not the only way to give back. We must understand that kind words and an outstretched hand can make just as great a difference in someone's life.

- We must be more near-sighted in our approach to helping those around us. The people we should strive to help are not only those miles away. A roommate, classmate, and even our own families may need the same comfort and care.

- We must express to those around us the reward and joy that comes into our lives when we get involved and help others. Maybe this will compel them to get involved as well.

- We must have a self-less attitude, helping others not because we merely want to, but doing so because we realize it is the right thing to do.

On a personal note, this trip has done so much for me on so many levels. I feel I've been cleansed physically, mentally, socially, and spiritually. My eyes have been opened to see truths unseen before, and my heart has been broadened to accept others with love and humility in ways I've never considered. A part of me is sad that this amazing trip is about to come to a close, but another part of me cannot wait to take back to Georgia all that I've learned and put those experiences into practice.

One thing is certain, and that is the fact that I will treasure my time here in South Africa for the rest of my life. This is the first time I have ever been out of the States, and I can honestly say it has been all I expected and so much more. I can't wait to see what the next two weeks have in store!

Be Great "Anyway"

2009-06-05T03:32:00.000-04:00

Like most of the people accompanying me on this trip, I first heard about Garrett Gravesen through my association with H.E.R.O. for Children on the campus of the University of Georgia. H.E.R.O is a non-profit organization that raises money to support children affected by HIV/AIDS in Georgia. This year, for the third straight time, H.E.R.O. was named UGA's organization of the year. H.E.R.O., along with Garrett's other brainchild, the Global L.E.A.D. Program, is a true example of how individuals with the right combination of passion, inspiration, leadership ability, and courage can take hopes and dreams and turn them into realities.

As I've gotten to know Garrett during my time here in South Africa, it's easy to see how he has accomplished so much at such a young age. His drive is unparalleled, and the love he has for people, travel, and world culture rubs off on you the moment you meet him. A gifted communicator, he has what some may call charisma. I would choose to coin it a "prestige awareness." His ability to relate to people from all walks of life and make them feel at ease with themselves and their surroundings is special. It's no wonder Garrett was named one of the "10 Outstanding Young People of the World."

On Thursday, Garrett talked to us about the importance of realizing the distinction between being great at something, and truly being great. He told us the story of a trip he took to Harvard University during his freshman year of college to visit his girlfriend who attended there. Finding himself talking to her and some of her classmates, he asked them what it took to get into such a prestigious university. The answers included responses such as, "I got a perfect score on the SAT," and "I'm a recipient of the Westinghouse Scholarship." When the group was finished and the attention was on Garrett to hear about his outstanding accomplishments, he said that for the first time in his life, he was speechless. Humbled and motivated to never be in that position again, he used that experience as a "chip on his shoulder" to be the best person he could possibly be from that moment forward.

Garrett discussed how greatness is a choice we make everyday. It can be as easy as simply getting involved in the lives of others. We can all be great by being involved, but it is up to us to go out in our daily lives and discover what makes each one of us uniquely "great."

Garrett left us with the famous poem "Anyway" by the beloved late Mother Teresa. It reads as follows:

People are often unreasonable, illogical and self-centered;

Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;

Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;

Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;

Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;

Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;

Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;

Do good anyway.

Give the world your best and it may never be enough;

Give the world your best anyway.

You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God;

It was never between you and them anyway.

This is one of my favorite poems, and it is one that I believe we should all strive to live by. Garrett could not have chosen a more appropriate occasion to put these faithful and challenging words into context.

Garrett knows what it takes to be great; he's lived it. His story should inspire us all to be great. We all have greatness inside of us; it is simply up to us to get involved and use our God given talents and abilities to spread His love throughout the world. If you think you can change the world, you will. If you get involved in the life of another, you can change their world. If you know you are great, great things will happen to you and those around you. I choose to be great.

I hope you will too.

Dream, Imagine, Affirm

2009-06-04T11:30:00.000-04:00

Day three of education week brought with it a new perspective regarding how we can reach out to others and empower them. Louis and Leone Van der Linde are two incredibly successful individuals with very intriguing backgrounds (The couple used to coach tennis professionals). On Wednesday morning, the two of them spoke to our group about their experiences reaching out to the youths of South Africa through the power of books. They have discovered a unique way to connect with students of all backgrounds by financially rewarding them as an incentive for reading various inspiring books.

One particular student that the Van der Linde's have highly influenced was present to share his unique story with us. Once troubled and without hope for the future, the student found a new beginning when he developed a love for reading and discovery through a program set up by the Van der Linde's. This student now uses the money he receives from the program to go out and purchase new books that he can read for his own learning and growth.

The Van der Linde's live by the belief of "if you have abundance, you must give." They also believe that "you must create now what you seek to be." You dream, you imagine, and then you affirm those things. They explained to us that as financially successful individuals, it is their responsibility to give freely "with an open hand."

I've always been a believer in the stimulating and enlightening influence of books, but it was very interesting to listen to how this rather ordinary everyday occurrence can be used to change and transform the lives of those in need of a dose of encouragement and inspiration.

Following our speakers for the day, another great surprise was presented to us. Garrett, one of our program leaders, informed us that stuck to the bottoms of our chairs were envelopes containing ten rand. One of the themes of the week has been the encouragement of pushing our boundaries to find new ways to help others. The power of one can be enormous when that power is in the right hands. Wednesday we were challenged to use those ten rand in any way we choose to make a difference in the life of someone. It will be fun to see how we all decide to use the money. Hopefully, we can use the lessons we learned from the Van der Linde's and discover for ourselves how giving a little can make a huge impact in the life of another.

Curious Eyes and Grateful Hearts

2009-06-03T02:20:00.000-04:00

On Monday morning we began the education week of our program here in Cape Town. Kicking off our string of speakers was Kevin Chaplin, currently the Managing Director of the Amy Biehl Foundation and the South African Ubuntu Foundation. Ubuntu means "I am a person through other people," and Mr. Chaplin stressed this notion all morning, emphasizing the power of giving by stating, " What you give, you get back." He encouraged us always to move forward in life, using the word "emotion" as a focus point. Emotion is Latin for the word "moving," and Mr. Chaplin told us that we all must find the emotions inside of us that are essential to take us where we want to go in life. He left us with an acronym for success, WATCH, which stands for watching your Words, your Attitude, your Thoughts, the Company you keep, and having a good Heart in whatever you do. His wise words were an excellent inspiration to all of us for the great surprise that was soon to come.

- On Monday afternoon from around 1:45 to Tuesday morning at approximately 8:45, the fifty of us were given the chance to live in a South African township and see the life that the people live every day. This was our chance to walk in their shoes, to take them by the hand, and to open up our hearts to them and try to understand the life they live. When I returned to Cape Town, the following is what I wrote in response to my time at Sir Lowry's Pass Township.

Curious eyes and grateful hearts. Where can I begin?

The past 24 hours have filled my soul with emotions I've never felt before. When I found out we would be visiting and living in a township for a day, I instantly became filled with excitement. All throughout my stay in Cape Town, I've talked to many people who have told me that the only real way to experience the "true South Africa" is to step out from the shelter of the very "European" city (Cape Town) we're living in. "Get to know the people," they would say. "Step into their shoes."

The additional safety provided by Cape Town is surely necessary. After all, we can't forget about our families back in the States who love us dearly, many of whom are financially supporting us throughout this trip. Parents are concerned for the safety of their children first and foremost, and understandably so.

But while safety is in the back of everyone's mind, I believe that by choosing safety we are at times reinforcing our fears. And fear can sometimes get in the way of truth. A person cannot live a life of fear. Anyone who lives such a life misses so many opportunities for growth and understanding. I am striving for both growth and understanding during my time here; very much wanting to return to the United States a changed person. A better person. A person ready to make a difference in a world so full of wonder and the constant potential for innovation and improvement. The world is my vessel, to navigate, to nurture, to set free.

I came here like many others with the hopes of helping people less fortunate. I was ready to reach out a hand, to lend a shoulder, or maybe simply a smile or kind word. I was ready to show empathy, compassion, and patience. I wanted to teach others those things I thought to be useful. I wanted to learn and improve myself. But something was missing. Could I really help these people to the best of my abilities if I didn't understand the way they lived their lives? I think the honest answer is "no." What I needed was to put myself into their world for a time, no matter how short or long that time might be. I needed to "walk in their shoes, see through their eyes, and speak their languages." I needed to connect with them more than anything, on a level no stranger could ever reach.

On Monday afternoon and throughout Tuesday's morning hours, families in the township of Sir Lowry's Pass were kind enough to open up their homes to us and treat us as family. We arrived in our bus as the kids were letting out of school. A familiar scene was revisited for many, as the kids were curious as to why we were there and primed to soak up the attention given to them. Faces were covered with smiles, with eyes I felt were concealing much deeper spirits. Eyes that perhaps had robbed them of an inherent innocence; sometimes all too soon.

I looked around the place to survey the surroundings. God really spent a little extra time on South Africa. Despite all the grim nature that a township portrays, Sir Lowry's Pass is looked down upon by some of the most beautiful and scenic mountains you will ever see in the Cape. You don't always have to own a mansion to have the best view.

The fifty of us were split up into groups of three or four to live in various houses inside the township. My group was one of the first to be introduced to a "soup mom," the elder who would be taking care of us during our stay. These women work hard every day, providing for dozens of kids and helping parents in the households however necessary. Lisa, Claire, Lizzy, myself, and two other groups were led to a far side of the township away from where the majority of the others in the program would be staying. I asked the woman leading us to our houses how long she had lived in Sir Lowry's Pass. She simply replied, "Twenty years now, this is where I raised my kids, and this is where I call home." Maybe some of these people now have the option to move elsewhere. Many choose to stay because these places are now "home" to them. Most have no other option. The majority of South Africans still live in places just like Sir Lowry's Pass.

As we arrived at the house we would call home until the following morning, I noticed things I had seen in other places of substandard living conditions. There were dogs scouring the grounds, and chickens roosting in the trees. Clothes were hanging on lines, drying in the breeze. Outhouses lined the road to the north, and to the left of them were baths used for bathing. There was a handmade basketball goal for the kids, simply a worn rim nailed to the top of an old telephone pole; without a backboard. Things like this will clarify your perspective quickly.

Entering the house, the four of us were greeted by the woman who would be taking care of us during our stay. A soft spoken woman by the name of Susan extended her hand to us and welcomed us all into her home. In her gentle manner she proceeded to tell us a little about herself and her family. She bragged about her grandson, who is currently studying architecture at the University of Cape Town.

We also met her two little dogs, one particularly loud, named Becky. Pictures lined the walls, constant reminders of family near and far. The inside of the house was very well taken care of, neatly organized with tables and chairs decorating the room in orderly fashion. Immediately we were asked if we wished for anything to drink and if we needed anything. We desired more than anything to help her wherever she needed help, but to her we were guests first and foremost. Independent woman that she was, she would not allow us to feel any differently.

I think the quickest way to get to know someone and build a relationship with that person is to find a commonality. I have a loud Dachshund back home named Abby, and Susan and I shared a laugh about "little dogs with big barks." To give her insight about myself, I explained where I was from and told her of my family back home. "I'm from the peanut capital of the world," I said. She was fascinated by this unique fact, and this led to us discussing in more detail the place I call home, Sylvester, Georgia. The ease of conversation was refreshing to me, and I felt right at home from the very beginning.

We then walked across the yard into the neighboring home where another group was staying. Shirley, Susan's sister, was the "mom" for this group. I asked Shirley if I could help around the house in any way, and soon I was put to work peeling potatoes that would be used for the night's meal. I again searched for and found commonality as I sat at the table talking to Shirley. I told her of memories of my grandmother, sitting in her chair shelling peas and telling stories. This brought a smile to Shirley's face, and she wanted to learn more about my grandmother. She asked if she lived on the farm with me, and I told her, "She's with the Lord now, but lived a long, full life of 93 years." Shirley wanted to know what we grew on our farm, and I tried my best to explain to her the processes of cotton, peanuts, and the tobacco farming of days past. One of the memories of my childhood I still miss when I go home is the distinct smell of tobacco curing in the barns. More smiles, more laughter. Feeling like I belong.

After peeling the potatoes, the two groups of us walked up a dirt road towards a vineyard called Mount Rozier. We were led on our walk by a shy young girl named Anja. Anja explained to us where she went to school and how her brother had just gotten married and she was the flower girl. Anja's little cousin, Keegan, joined us. Keegan was a cheerful little boy with a shining smile and infectious laugh. Walking by my side, he reached out his hand to show me a prized blue marble he dearly treasured . Taking turns along our walk, we would each flick the marble out ahead of us seeing how far we could get it to roll without going off the road. Keegan was happy to have someone there to play with him and we became fast friends. After we were about halfway to the vineyard, Keegan asked to take a ride on my back. He would stay there until we reached the vineyard, where we found a large pond to look out over. The mountains reflecting on the water was a sight to behold and at that moment I could feel the presence of God's light shining down upon me.

Walking back down the road, I taught Keegan a fun trick I learned as a kid. Taking a flat rock from the ground, I placed it on my elbow with my palm open and facing the sky. With Keegan's eyes on me, wondering what my next move would be, I quickly moved my hand forward and caught the rock before it hit the ground. Keegan loved this trick, and he tried repeatedly to catch the rock from his elbow as we walked down the road to return to the houses. Things so simple bring joy to these kids when they have so little. They appreciate all they have, and their happiness truly brings life to one another. Someone once said, "Happiness is only real when shared." The kids of these townships embody that saying to the utmost.

When we returned to the house, more kids had arrived. A twelve year old boy by the name of Keenan and a group of his friends were gathered in the yard playing soccer. Off to the side and sitting by himself was a boy named Joshua. At first Joshua did not want to say much, but when I joined the game of soccer he understood that I was a friend. He soon came out of his shell and proved himself to be just as outgoing and talkative as the rest of the boys.

Just as we were getting into our game, a car pulled up in the yard and two women named Paula and Carmen introduced themselves. Paula is Susan's daughter, and she arrived at the house with groceries from town to be prepared for our meal. Paula was the first person to ask me why we were there in the township to stay for the night, and I did my best to explain to her our program, Global L.E.A.D. I told her what each letter stood for; leadership, education, adventure, and diplomacy. I talked of how we are participating in classroom initiatives, listening to speakers, and practicing activities, and then taking what we learn out into the communities to put these resources to work first hand. I shared with her our time in the township of Nyanga, and of how we worked at a school cleaning up a classroom and replacing shattered windows. As I talked, she had a pleasing look on her face and she seemed very eager to learn more about our backgrounds and experiences. She thanked me for "having a heart with enough room to let others in." Those words spoke to my heart and went deep inside of me. In the presence of her humbleness, I simply told her "thank you," and shared with her how grateful I was for her family's tender hospitality. When it was time for her to leave, we shared a long hug and I told her how she could contact me back in the States. She once again thanked us all for being there and we said our goodbyes.

As soon as Paula left, the boys began playing soccer again. With a yard not big enough to play with proper regulations, the boys made up their own version of the game. Called "Dog", the game simply involved one person taking possession of the ball and all the rest trying the get the ball away from that person. Whoever has the ball is the "dog", and whoever takes the ball away from that person becomes the new "dog." It was quite fun getting out there and running around with the kids. Being bigger and faster than the rest of them, they thought I was some kind of soccer superstar and asked me if I played a lot of soccer back home. In no time, I felt like I was changing into an older brother figure for the children. Growing up as an only child and never having brothers to play with, it was very satisfying to have that close a connection with them in such a short amount of time. Soon they were clinging to my sides, asking all kinds of questions about my life back in Georgia. They loved my stories about playing baseball, and were curious to learn more about a game very foreign to them. Keenan was especially attentive, eager to listen and eager to learn. He told me of his aspirations to become a great soccer player, and I told him that "anything is possible to those who believe."

In a moment, I noticed that Keegan was sitting off to himself with his head in his hands crying. I walked over to him and sat down beside him. I asked, "Keegan, what's wrong?" Keegan replied, "I'm too little to play with the older boys." At that time, I knew exactly what I had to do to cheer this boy up. I took him by the hand, led him into the house, and said to him, "Keegan, I have a great surprise for you." His expression suddenly changed from sadness to excitement, and he began shouting, "What is it? What is it?" Walking over to the bed where we had laid down our bags earlier, I reached in a plastic sack and pulled out a baseball glove. At first Keegan didn't understand what the glove was, and then he said assuredly, "Baseball!" Helping him put the glove on his hand, I taught him how to secure his fingers in the holes and squeeze it to catch a ball. I've never seen such a huge smile on the face of a child! It made me feel so good to be able to give this little boy a gift to brighten his day. He was so happy, running around the yard showing off his new baseball glove to all who would let him share it. I now had a new best friend in Keegan, and he would stay by my side as much as he could for the rest of the day.

Soon it was time to eat, and my group went into our house to join Susan for our supper. I blessed the meal and the five of us sat down to enjoy the food that was prepared for us. It was so good; quite tasty! We had meat and vegetables, rice, and some of the best sweet potatoes I've ever had. I asked Susan how she made the sweet potatoes, and she explained to me that it's a simple mixture of water, sugar, and butter. You boil those ingredients, and then you let the sliced potatoes soak for the proper time. I told her they were the best sweet potatoes I have ever had, and she was delighted to hear it!

As we were eating our meal, Susan's husband Henry joined us. Henry is currently out of work, so Susan has been having to work extra to help them stay on their feet. She explained to us of how this is necessary for them to carry on, despite her older age. Henry is very shy, much like Susan, but when he spoke it was always with the kindest of words. A big reason they were so shy is the fact that the main language they speak is Afrikaans. Although English is fluently spoken all over South Africa, certain words and phrases are still hard for people inside the townships to understand. Susan apologized repeatedly for not being able to fully understand some of the things we would say, but I assured her that her English was very impressive; and it was. After finishing our meals, we offered to wash our dishes but Susan would have none of that. She insisted that we make ourselves at home in the living room and leave the dishes to her. Such an independent and strong woman, so welcoming to four strangers who she never knew existed only hours before; the joy she showed us was so genuine. The way she carried herself is unforgettable to me.

After supper, the four of us (Lisa, Lizzy, Claire, and I) sat down beside a table in the living room to play cards. Not far into our game, a man and a group of young people who looked to be of high school age came into the house. I introduced myself to all of them, and we invited them to join us in our card game. All of the teenage kids were well informed on American culture, and I was asked numerous times if I was familiar with particular musicians, or if I had ever met a certain actor or actress. I made great connections with all the the teenagers, especially a guy named Jason and two girls named Lee-Ann and Megan. We discussed our passions for music, sport, and other culture, and I felt like barriers were broken and similarities were realized between ourselves.

I wanted greatly to talk to to an older male household figure during my stay, and a man named Leon was perfect for this. Leon is a leader at the township's church, Leadership and Faith Ministries, and we immediately had chemistry in our conversation. We talked about President Obama, and how people in the states had questioned his "lack of experience" during the election cycle. To this end, Leon made a great point. He told me of Nelson Mandela and the time he spent in jail, learning all the while through books and the conversations he had with others. He also elaborated on Mandela's meetings with the South African president of the time, F.W. de Klerk, and how Mandela was immediately ready to step into the role of President during the post-Apartheid era because of his past experiences and desire to self-develop and better himself. I then asked Leon the question I had been dying to ask. At this moment I asked him as straightforwardly as I possibly could, "Leon, do you ever think we will see the day when these townships are no more?" Somewhat to my surprise, Leon was not taken aback by this question as I thought he may have been. He only replied, "I hate to be the doomsayer, but as long as our government continues to make false promises, I cannot say yes." He expressed to me his frustrations with the current President Zuma, saying "the man has our borders wide open! The majority of the people in these townships are not even from South Africa. They come here searching for jobs, only to find none. And then they become drug lords and criminals who corrupt our kids!" Leon told me stories of once grand buildings, now burned to the ground to cover up evidences of drug smuggling and profiteering. "It saddens me," he said. He told me he hits his knees every night to pray for a better South Africa and a better world. "One day we will overcome; we must never lose hope." My conversation with Leon was nothing short of amazing. He was totally open to my questions, and his answers were blunt and straight to the point. It's not hard to see why the kids look up to this man; he is a man of God and a wonderful role-model for the young in the community of Sir Lowry's Pass.

Next, Leon invited us all to walk with him to another house in the township were many of the other students were gathered. When we arrived at this house, we found many of our peers enjoying the company of all of those around them. Leon told me that he wanted to show me the house's fireplace, and he led me to a spare room on the backside of the house. What I found was nothing like what I expected. What I found was a group of people standing around an ash filled pot not much bigger than something you would cook from. "The is our fireplace," Leon said. "It is completely safe because we add salt to the ash to break down any carbon monoxide that may be created." I introduced myself to those around me, and the elder grandmother in the group showed me how they communicate with the neighbors by hollering at the walls. "Our neighbors are right here," she said, pointing at the wall. "They can hear everything I say to them." After expressing how much I appreciated their gracious hospitality, I returned to the main room of the house to join the rest of the group in friendly fellowship.

I noticed the group of teenagers huddled in the corner of a room, and I walked over to see what was being discussed. "This looks like trouble," I jokingly said with a smile. "We are planning Zuma's assassination," one of the guys wryly said with a laugh. "Do you dance?" I was asked. "What kind of dance?" I replied. "Rastafari. You know Bob Marley?" "Yes. I know Bob Marley." Soon, the teenagers where showing me Rastafarian dance moves and wanting me to join in with them. They laughed at me as I attempted a moonwalk that Michael Jackson would not be proud of, and all I could do was laugh right along with them because I know it had to be quite funny to them seeing a white boy attempt a moonwalk, "Billy Jean style." Jason, the guy I met earlier, then asked me if I had ever played rugby. I asked him if they had a ball around the place and we soon decided to get a game going outside the house. The group of us spent the next thirty minutes throwing around the rugby ball and sharing words of dreams and aspirations. When it was time for Leon and the teenagers to go, I wrote down for them all on a piece of paper my name and how they could contact me. I promised to stay in touch with them, and told them I hoped to see them again. Leon gave me his cell phone number, and he told me to never be afraid to call him if I needed anything. He said he would love to show me around his home and the city at a later time if I got the chance. These are people I had met only a couple of hours before, but they were treating me like family that they had known for years. I couldn't thank them enough for the chance I was given to get to know them. I hope and pray that one day I will see them again; still the same wonderful people I shall remember them as being.

When I returned to Susan's house, she told me that she was going to bed and told us as a group to lock up the house before we fell asleep. A couple of the boys still remained, so we decided to play dominoes until their parents retrieved them to return to their homes and get them ready for bed and school in the morning. When the boys had to leave, we thanked each other for the time we spent with one another. We wished each other well in life, and I told them I hoped to see them all again in the future. Soon it was only the four of us still awake inside the house. We watched TV with one another for a while and then we all said goodnight and went to bed.

Susan woke up at 6 o'clock the next morning to begin preparing us breakfast. The smell of fresh toast and the sound of Susan humming songs woke me shortly afterward. As I walked into the kitchen Susan looked at me with her familiar smile and said, "Good morning, would you like some water to wash?" I told her I would like to wash my face, and she then pulled a bucket from the kitchen wall and filled it with warm water. She handed it to me and I walked outside to wash my face in the still, cool, darkness of the morning. When I returned, the girls had awoken and Susan had prepared coffee and juice for us. We enjoyed a hearty breakfast of buttered toast and apples. As we were finishing our meals we began hearing the sound of restless children walking down the roads outside on their way to school. This is when we realized it was time to say our goodbyes to Susan. As I hugged her, I felt like I was saying goodbye to a grandmother. She was that figure in my life during the time we spent with her. We all exchanged our addresses with Susan and she told us that if we ever returned to Sir Lowry's Pass in the future, we would always be welcome at anytime.

I stepped outside to say goodbye to little Keegan, the same precious child wearing that smile that would light up any room. I told him to enjoy the baseball glove I had given to him, and I told him that he could do anything he wanted to in life. With his mother leading him away from the house to walk him to school, I shouted to him, "Keegan, enjoy your time at school. Learn lots and lots for me!" He smiled and waved as they moved further and further away, and soon I lost them in the distance but never in my heart. Shirley then approached me and placed an old Tupperware butter container in my hand. She said, "This is my gift to you all. Thank you so much for all of your kindness." The container was filled with coconut cake squares and I gave Shirley a long hug, assuring her that her kindness was worthy of a thanks I could never attain. I thanked her for letting me be a part of the township's life for a day and night, and I told her that I would keep Sir Lowry's Pass in my thoughts and prayers.

Coming down the road now was Keenan and his group of friends, and Lisa, Lizzy, Claire, and I decided that we would walk these boys to their class that began at 8 o'clock. The sun had now risen and it felt as if God had opened up his curtains to the world for all his children to see. We walked the kids to school, where we were eventually met by the rest of our group and our bus that was waiting to take us back to Cape Town. Before we left I told Keenan to follow his dream of soccer, and he showed me a special handshake that we shared before he went through the gates of his school to the classrooms awaiting him.

It was so hard having to leave Sir Lowry's Pass. A part of me was saddened to know that such beautiful people have to live the way they live, each and every day. Their sense of family and unity towards one another is inspirational. One thing I noticed is how much the kids love going to school. Most of them do not have anything stimulating to participate in outside of the school, so they see the school as their time to enjoy one another, learn, and most importantly have fun living life. It brings tears to my eyes when I think of how courageous they are. They deserve so much better for themselves, but they do their absolute best with all they have. Most of these people are very poor, but they are rich where it matters most, and that is in spirit. They can't help what they were born into, or the circumstances that were laid before them by past oppressors or prejudices. But they carry on. They understand the treasure of family, and no matter what, they understand that having each other is always enough. I wouldn't trade my time in Sir Lowry's Pass for anything because it changed my life and it changed the way I see other people.

I love and appreciate a special quote by Nelson Mandela. It goes like this, " For to be free is not merely to cast off one's chains, but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others."

I have asked myself constantly during this trip, "Are you doing the right things? Are you living life the way you should? Are you helping others in the right way? I think my stay in Sir Lowry's Pass township has helped me to better answer those questions, and the love I have for this country and the people who live here is now stronger than ever. It doesn't end here in South Africa either; my love for the world is stronger than ever for that matter, and I can't wait to use what I've learned during my time here to continue going out into the world and squeezing all the wonder out of it. Man may be a small thing, but I tell you the power of man is tremendous; and if inquiry is the process, ignorance must be the end we all have to avoid. If we don't show love and kindness towards other people, who will? What excuses can we come up with not to help those we know really need our help? I know for myself I get so much more happiness from giving than I do from receiving, and when we help others, we are at the same time helping ourselves. Henry Ford once said, "To do more for the world than the world does for you - that is success." I truly believe in that. When we apply that same concept to people, those words still echo the same truth. I believe they always have, and I know they always will. God Bless the time I spent in Sir Lowry's Pass. It blessed me.

"Scatterlings of Africa" - Garden Route

2009-05-31T03:30:00.000-04:00

Last week was designed to give those of us here in South Africa an extended chance to take advantage of all Cape Town and the surrounding region has to offer. Being of increasingly audacious spirit and curious mind, I decided before this trip began that I would be a participant in one of the "off-week" adventure tours the Global L.E.A.D. program would offer. In a country filled with numerous uplifting landscapes and opportunities to make memories unimagined before, the chance to lose myself in a week of boundless exploration and fellowship was an easy decision.

Beginning early Monday morning, fourteen others and I set off on a five day journey in which we explored and experienced South Africa's popular Garden Route to its fullest capacity. What an amazing time we had!

I'm not sure I will ever get another chance in my life to do so much in the span of a week's time. Over the course of our five days, we went sea kayaking in the presence of playful fur seals, canoed up a glassy river and hiked to the spectacle of a rhythmically flowing waterfall, encountered and rode elephants in their natural sanctuary, felt the adrenalin rush of the world's highest bungy, zip-lined through the air over the scenic earth below, rode on a game-drive in one of the country's twenty national parks, surveyed the chambers of caves millions of years in age, and visited an ostrich farm rich with history in the industry of meat processing and leather production. Talk about five days packed with tons of fun and excitement!

My favorite memory from the trip would have to be my mission of conquering Bloukrans Bridge, site of the world's highest commercial bungy jump at 216 meters. All throughout the trip, the thought of relishing in the adrenalin of this free fall stayed fixed inside my mind. I knew that if I didn't push myself to the edge and complete the jump, I would regret it for the rest of my time here in South Africa and probably forever afterward. The people at Bloukrans have a saying that goes, "fear is temporary, regret is forever." Bailing out was not an option. What I came away with was without a doubt the most exhilarating and breathtaking feeling I have ever felt. The jump is furious and tranquil all at the same time. During the initial free fall you have no time to think about the enormity of the test you're putting your body through. Only after the fall is finally over, do you have the chance to look back on what just happened and find yourself at peace with it. I'll never forget the vivid memories I have of before, during, and after the jump. My mother was very happy to hear I survived Bloukrans, but she would not be pleased to know that I would do it again in a heartbeat!

Beyond the incredible activities I experienced on the trip were the chances I got to get to know those around me every single day. Our days were filled encouraging each other to push ourselves to our limits and our nights were spent sitting around toasty fires gazing up at African skies, enjoying the company of one another, and savoring tasty meals with out most hospitable hosts. Those times are priceless. I learned so much about myself over the course of the week, but building friendships and learning about others is special and can't be replaced.

We were especially fortunate to be led throughout the route by two very intriguing people, our guide Christo and our driver Jason. Very wise at 22 years of age, Christo has already faced so much is his young life and he had an incredible amount of knowledge to share with us about his time spent "in the bush" and his life as a young Afrikaner. Jason is an eccentric character who reminded me a lot of my Uncle Max back home. His love for South African as an Afrikaner floats on every passionate word he speaks and even though he is older he is definitely still young at heart. On more than one occasion we found ourselves as the last two still awake, sitting around the fire listening to each other's stories, sharing memories of days gone by and hopes of days to come. All of the people on the trip were amazing and this only strengthened the magnitude of the times we spent together.

We all have to let life happen, but the great thing about this life is how easily we can control how we spend our days. Perspective and purpose, knowledge and wisdom. I feed on these things. This trip was awesome because I was surrounded by truly passionate people who want to get the most out of their time in South Africa just as I do. As we heard "the White Zulu" Johnny Clegg sing so many times throughout the week, "spirit is the journey, body is the bus, I am the driver, from dust to dust, trying to be near you, searching for a way, listen to your life song, before it fades away."

My life song was playing loud and clear this past week...and I know fourteen other people who would agree with me. Great times with brilliant people, and many more to come!

Franschhoek & The Art of Wine Tasting

2009-05-31T02:45:00.000-04:00

In 2004, a film by the name of "Sideways" impacted the wine industry in a much more dramatic fashion than any film about the love of wine has ever done before. In this fantastic movie, Paul Giamatti plays a wine connoisseur by the name of Miles who speaks very ardently in favor of Pinot Noir wine varietals throughout the film. On the flip side, Miles absolutely despises Merlot wine. To the joy and frustration of wine producers in the United States, sales of Merlot dropped two percent while sales of Pinot Noir increased sixteen percent following the film's release. These producers felt that these results were likely due to Miles' comments about the types of wines during the film. In my case, "Sideways" sparked my interest in wine making and the art of wine tasting. I have watched this movie numerous times, and it never fails to reignite a hunger inside of me to explore the glamourous wine culture.

The Cape of South Africa has a wine history that dates back to over 350 years ago. Franschhoek, a small town in the Western Cape, is home to many wine vineyards and has a wine culture that is well-established in rich history. A town surrounded by natural beauty filled with rolling countrysides and abundant farmlands, it's no wonder that many call Franschhoek the "food and wine capital" of South Africa.

On Saturday (May 23), our group had the pleasure of visiting one of the many vineyards the town has to offer. It was very interesting learning about the processes the vineyard takes to harvest the grapes and put them through the steps necessary to acquire a wine suitable to please a sometimes rather fickle "tasting market." A fascinating tidbit about the particular vineyard we visited is the fact that each and every grape is handpicked from the vine. Talk about quality rather than quantity!

After learning about how the vineyards make the wines, we then proceeded to a tasting room to sample four house wines that were offered by the vineyard. Two white wines and two red wines were available for our indulgent drinking pleasures. Wine tasting is an art, but by no means do I consider myself a wine connoisseur. It's always fun to pretend! Following proper tasting steps explained to us by our guide, I helped myself to the aromas and tastes of these tasteful beverages. While many were not particularly pleased with the wines, I enjoyed the tastes of two varieties and decided to purchase a few bottles to ship back home for family members to sample and appreciate for themselves.

Following the tour, we went into town for a relaxing afternoon meal and a chance to visit the many neat shops that line the streets of Franschhoek. For someone with a fascination for good wine and the process of making such, Saturday was quite an alluring day. Just another compelling experience in a country that gets more enchanting with the passing of each and every day!

When the world says, "Give up," Hope whispers, "Try it one more time."

2009-05-22T01:33:00.000-04:00

Thursday was a life changing day.

Barbara Dooley has to be one of the funniest and most fascinating people I have ever met. You'll never see her with anything but a smile on her face and she lights up any room she graces with her presence. Some people in this life are blessed with the gift of storytelling, and Barbara sure can tell em'!

Listening to Mrs. Dooley on Thursday morning share with us her battle against breast cancer and how she defeated that terrible disease taught us all that no struggle is too mighty to overcome and life is all about perspective and a positive attitude. She amazed us all with her ability to discover "10 Great Things About Cancer", and her way of finding humor in the loneliest and most tragic of times. She is an incredibly strong woman and her words inspired me to "always look on the bright side of life" and never take my blessings for granted.

*Last Thursday (the 14th) we learned about the current state of South Africa's political and social structures in the post-Apartheid era through a diverse panel of Cape Town leaders. Three men of very different backgrounds (one black, one white, one indian) shared with us their views on the progress the country has made since the ending of apartheid. They all stressed the incredible spirit and passion the people of this country have to carry on through hard times. That afternoon we were given the chance to experience that uplifting faith first hand when we toured a local township in Cape Town called Nyanga.

We were all moved by what we saw.

Children running down the cold streets, no shoes on their feet. Shacks barely standing without any doors; windows knocked out...Meats being sold on the streets without any protection from the pestering fly. There are no beautiful beaches here; no colossal mansions or tourists attractions. These conditions are still very real in Cape Town and all over South Africa, sadly for over 75 percent of its people. A dose a reality indeed.

During the township tour we found ourselves at Nomlinganiselo Primary School, a school in connection with the Amy Biehl foundation. What a humanizing experience it was. After we were met with warm greeting, the students were delighted and proud to show us their talents. We were entertained through performances of song, dance, and instrumentation. How these children do so much with so little is amazing to me.

For an afternoon, we had a chance see Cape Town through a very different lens. We were blessed to get the chance to become a part of these people's lives and we took away an understanding of what it takes to connect with a people and a desire to do all we can in our time here to make life better for the ones who inhabit this place.

*Thursday afternoon (21st) we returned to Nyanga and Nomlinganiselo for our first township project. The same warm welcome, the same excitement from the children. Open arms and open hearts.

Our plan was to clean out a building that had been used as a dump for over five years. The room was a complete disaster, with every item of trash you could imagine covering the floor. Working together as team we managed to completely clean out the room and move the debris to outside dumpsters. Next, we spent time painting the room, replacing windows, and sanding down school desks for the children. We did all of this in impressive timing and it brought great satisfaction to all. The students now have a new concert hall they can use to display their talents to their parents and loved ones.

During my time at Nomlinganiselo I made friends with the kids by playing soccer with them and letting them play with my camera. They love physical affection and there weren't many times when I wasn't walking around without a laughing kid clinging to my back. They were all smiles and enthused by our presence and happy we were there to spend the day with them.

At times it hits you how hard it really is to connect with these people in such a short amount of time, but to volunteer and show compassion towards them is the least we can do. What we did today will stand even when we leave. To do what we did for these kids brought joy to my heart, and the people of the school were so thankful for our efforts.

Lives were changed, mine being one of the many.

"If you want others to be happy, practice compassion. If you want to be happy, practice compassion." - HH The Dalai Lama

"Compassion is a foundation for sharing our aliveness and building a more humane world." - Martin Lowenthal

Exeter and a Sunset to Remember

2009-05-21T12:00:00.000-04:00

Wednesday afternoon a group of us went sunset horseback riding on the beaches of Cape Town. Being the only guy to sign up for the trip, at first I was a little hesitant. After all was said and done, however, I was thankful I went because I got to experience some of the most impressive views I've ever seen.

Sixteen of us made the trip, but we were split up into three groups and sent to separate stables along the coast. The stable that my group used was called "The Dunes." After being briefed over what to expect, our horses were saddled up for us and we were ready to ride. Luckily for me I got the best horse of the pack, Exeter, a six time champion retired race horse!

Exeter was all he was talked up to be. It was very hard for me not to push him into a full gallop and I was tempted to do so many times. But as a group we all had to stay at the same pace, so we spent the majority of the time walking our horses slowly along the beach taking in the gorgeous waves and watching the sun slowly set before us. I got many great pictures to mark my trip...I'm so glad I didn't talk myself out of an afternoon I will always remember.

Hanging With the Coach

2009-05-21T11:45:00.000-04:00

Wednesday marked day three of our leadership week and what a treat it was! The legendary University of Georgia football coach Vince Dooley spoke to us today about what it takes to be a great leader.

Coach Dooley stressed that in order to be a successful leader, one must practice what he calls "intelligent fanaticism." While it takes passion to realize your goals, you must also carry out those same goals intelligently by making good decisions along the way. It was fascinating listening to coach tell stories about many of his favorite players and the ways they have all impacted his life. One of these players, Billy Payne, has made an especially great impact on Coach Dooley.

Most know Billy as being the current Chairman of Augusta National Golf Club, better known as "The Masters." Coach, however, focused on Billy's time as president and chief executive officer of the Atlanta Committee for the Olympic Games. He told the story of Billy's steadfastness in bringing the games to Atlanta, surprising many doubters along the way and shocking the world. Coach obviously has a tremendous passion for people and it shows by the way he carries himself. He shared with us that nothing makes him happier than for a former player or associate to express a simple "thank you" for the impact he has made on them.

He is a great and humble man. I have had the privilege to talk to him one on one several times so far throughout our trip and we always find something funny and interesting to talk about. I'm now known simply as "Sylvester" to the Dooleys, and Coach is quite familiar with South Georgia, having coached several players from the area. I may never again get opportunities like these and I'm like a kid in a candy store when I get a chance to "hang out with the Coach." What an experience!

Little Slices of Heaven

2009-05-21T11:32:00.000-04:00

Tuesday afternoon after our session with Dr. Betty Siegel, most of us decided to tour Kirstenbosch National Botanical Gardens. I can remember being on the plane just prior to our landing in Cape Town, amazed at the beauty of the landscape I would call home for six weeks. Located in one of the most beautiful spots in Cape Town (at the foot of Table Mountain), Kirstenbosch embodies that wonder with its incredible array of flora. It is the most famous of the eight National Botanical Gardens that cover five of South Africa's six biomes.

It was a perfect day to range the gardens. The skies were blue and the sun became a spotlight, presenting an awesome spectacle to us that only God himself could create. What makes this garden so amazing is that only indigenous plants are cultivated! As one could imagine, we spent the afternoon taking tons of pictures.

To close out the tour a group of us hiked one of the garden's many trails . We took a trail leading up a ravine called Skeleton Gorge to the summit of Table Mountain. The climb was quite tiring, but our effort was rewarded when we discovered a striking waterfall at the top of the mountain!

I found it refreshing to get the chance to spend an afternoon outdoors. I've seen many beautiful places so far in my young life, but I've never seen a place like Cape Town. It's no wonder it continues to be one of the busiest tourist destinations in the world. Days like these reiterate to me just how wonderful this world is that we live in. God's power never ceases to amaze me, and that power was experienced Tuesday afternoon through the gift of sight; the master's creations on full display.

Discoveries and Developments

2009-05-20T04:35:00.000-04:00

One of the things I notice every day in Cape Town is the spirit of the people who call this place home. From the Congo family I met at Waterfront to the brave youth weathering stormy seas to fish and support his twin brother, I'm pressed to remember when I have ever come across individuals who so readily open their hearts to strangers and literally reveal their life stories seconds after meeting you. This is happening daily, and it's refreshing to connect with these people so freely through the power of words.

Another thing that excites me is the enthusiasm the people have for the United States of America. Whenever I reveal that I am from "America", the expressions on their faces seem to instantly transform into portraits of wonder and curiosity. Many seem eager to learn more about our country and what is going on within our borders, and almost all who have not yet visited the United States have a strong desire to do so...many dream of the opportunity. Both revelations fascinate me in equal respects, and I can't wait to find out what other unique discoveries manifest themselves.

To live is to love and to love is to let go of self sometimes...We can't be afraid of what we don't know, but rather remember the importance of the impacts we make on others. With the right mindset and attitude, we can be the vessels for the change we seek in the world. With a perceptive heart, we can harbor the humility that is required to be changed.

"We make a living by what we get, but make lives by what we give."

2009-05-19T19:40:00.000-04:00

Waking up Tuesday morning, I was greeted by the best weather we have had in Cape Town since the day we arrived. A great start to what would be an even greater day!

This morning's activities focused on the topic of ethical and moral leadership. We were graced by the presence of the wonderful Dr. Betty Siegel, from Kennesaw State University. If you've never heard of Betty, she is quite an accomplished individual. She was the first woman to become president of an institution in the University System of Georgia. To go along with that, she was the longest serving woman president of a public university in the nation. In her retirement, she has traveled the world spreading a message of leadership, ethics and character through many programs. Her signature program, The Oxford Conclave on Global Ethics, serves as a beacon for ethical leadership and social responsibility in the field of higher education.

I had heard from many people of how eloquent a speaker Dr. Siegel is, and today she did not disappoint. She discussed how one should be true to their values, while also showing empathy towards others who may disagree with you. She focused on four key points that are essential to exemplifying ethical and moral leadership. These points included trust, respect, optimism, and intentionality. When all was said and done, she shared with us a few questions she believes we should ask ourselves in our path towards a successful and fulfilling life. These questions included the following:

Who am I? Where do I come from? Where am I going? What is the meaning? What is my legacy? How do I matter? Whose am I? To what do I testify?

Questions of this stature always bring forth a lot of reflection on my part, and emotions of all kinds are always put into boundless motion. For someone like myself, unsure of their destined place in a world that seems to be "full speed ahead" all the time, it's very stimulating to be called upon to question the very foundations of all I stand for. One of the things I am seeking to get from this trip is a greater knowledge of my heart's true desires. It's easy to be passionate about things you have always loved, but a passion without purpose and forthright direction is like walking blindfolded into a darkness clouded with uncertainty.

Dr. Siegel made a huge impression on me and really got me thinking about the way people treat ethics in our society today. Getting the chance to meet her one-on-one later in the afternoon made the experience that much more fantastic. A great lesson from a remarkable person!

Visionary Leadership - Learning Before Leading

2009-05-18T13:58:00.000-04:00

Monday morning in Cape Town marked the beginning of the leadership portion of our curriculum! We were joined this morning by the Dooleys, Barbara and Vince. What amazing people, so down to earth and free spirited! I had a great talk with Vince about my hometown of Sylvester and a couple Bulldogs who grew up back home. I couldn't believe how easy it was to talk to this legend of a man! What an incredible morning!

After a brief introduction by Kevin Scott about the session's importance, we broke up into our community groups to discuss our life goals and what we feel it will take for us to achieve these goals. Community groups are designed to help stimulate discussion with our peers in smaller settings. I am very fortunate to have my group being led by an amazing person, Lisa Donachie. We have an excellent group, and it will make for a very fun summer!

In beginning our exercise, we were given three sheets of paper - two white, one yellow. On the white sheets we listed the specific goals for our lives and also the values that we hold to high standards. After discussing these goals and values with one another, we used the yellow sheets of paper to prepare a "mission statement" for the way we will carry out our lives.

Returning to our conference room, we listened to Kevin as he spoke about visionary leadership. Kevin never fails when it comes to delivering a message of inspiration and motivation! Throughout the lecture, a few of us were asked to share our mission statements with the entire group. I was one of the ones asked to share my thoughts. Here is what I had to say...

"To live a compassionate life to its fullest potential; always helping those less fortunate and never losing sight of the greater good."

1. I want to be known as a man who lived his life with a burning desire to pursue all boundaries, living without the fear of taking the road less traveled.

2. I want to be the person you could always talk to, open to your opinions and personal views. You can count on me.

3. I want to be a great husband to my wife, and a positive role-model for my kids.

4. I want to use my talents to communicate and connect, helping others be the best they can be.

5. I want to never forget where I come from and the people who have made me who I am today.

6. I want to be able to give back, but be wise enough to know that even the smallest acts of love and compassion can change the life of an individual, and even change the world.

In closing, today was a very inspiring day. I think our leadership week got off to a great start and I look forward to moving ahead this week using the motivation that I gained from today. We have some very special people on this trip and it's been a pleasure getting to know all of them so far! Great days are ahead!

Wonders on the Waterfront

2009-05-17T23:18:00.000-04:00

Sunday morning I awoke to a beautiful morning in Cape Town. The previous night I decided that I would wake up at 6:30 to watch an illuminating sunrise in the backdrop of Table Mountain. While the conditions weren't perfect this morning for such an occasion, the sight was beautiful to behold nonetheless.

After enjoying a tasty coffee and good conversation at Wang Thai restaurant with a handful of friends, we decided that we would take a taxi to the Victoria and Alfred Waterfront to enjoy the friendly weather and do some last minute shopping before beginning our L.E.A.D. curriculum tomorrow morning. My visit to the waterfront was tons of funs. I purchased two postcards to mark my journey, and I found a traditional African bracelet made of elephant hair to add to my collection. Here in Africa, there is a legend that these bracelets offer protection and good fortune to those who wear them. The knots on each side represent the four power forces of the earth - water, sun, fire, and wind. The strands symbolize the seasons that make up the course of a year. Whenever one moves the knots along the strands, one is thought to be creating a balance between earth and nature. This is what brings harmony and good tidings to the wearer. Cool stuff!

What happened next is an interaction I will remember for the rest of my life. Walking towards center mall, a family from the Congo approached me with smiles on their faces. I initially thought that these people wanted me to take their picture as there were cameras in their hands. Much to my surprise they wanted to have their pictures made with me! They recognized me as an American and were fascinated to talk to me. I was even more fascinated by them and I explained to them where I was from and told them of my reasons for being in South Africa and how excited I was to be in such a magnificent place. They were some of the friendliest people I have ever met and the memory of the short time I spent with them will always be a reminder of how the people of South Africa have opened up their arms to us so gracefully!

Tonight I am bound for sushi with friends and later a movie. I continue to make great friends all the time in this country; such a memorable day in Cape Town!

The Beginning of Something Much Bigger

2009-05-13T16:11:00.000-04:00

It wouldn't be right to begin my blog if I didn't first show gratitude to the ones who love me most. I have two amazing parents who do way too much for me! They are a blessing from God every single day of my life and I can't believe how lucky I am to call them my parents. They have supported my Cape Town dream from the very beginning, and without them I wouldn't be anywhere near where I am today. The love that they bestow upon me is without end, and I know they would do anything for me. You can't ask for more than that! Love You!

So here we go....!

The moment I signed up for the Global L.E.A.D. program I knew I was in for something very special. I thought I knew what to expect, I anticipated all of the great memories I would make, but I never completely realized until now how life changing this incredible adventure would be. The months, weeks, and days leading up to our departure were filled with excitement and curiosity, study and preparation, and hopes and prayers. As I sit here beginning this blog, it excites me to know that I have such an incredible chance to make a difference. To L.E.A.D. is to serve, and that's exactly what I plan on doing. I plan to serve the community of Cape Town with compassion in my voice and love in my heart. I am at peace with myself in knowing that I have an opportunity to change the lives of others less fortunate. My greatest passion in life is reaching out to someone and helping them overcome any obstacles that may stand in the way of their life's treasures. Surrounded by the brilliant people who are accompanying me on my journey, I know we have what it takes to nurture our passions for service and channel those energies into a life changing six weeks that we will all remember for the rest of our lives. Lets be the change! Lets not just go...but L.E.A.D.

"Don't ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive."- Howard Thurman