Blog # 7 As my last weekend is soon coming to an end, I cant - TopicsExpress



          

Blog # 7 As my last weekend is soon coming to an end, I cant help but think of all the memories Im walking away with. Whether it be for the wonderful trips Ive gotten to experience or with the time with the kids. These past couple of weeks have been pretty busy with going on trips, such as Robben island, which is where Nelson Mandela who is the president of Africa was once held as a prisoner. It was interesting to see and walk around an actual prison, but I wish they would have tried to keep it as it was and not remodel it so much. I also went to Cape Point which is the most South-Western point on the African continent. The views were incredible and the view from the lighthouse was remarkable. We also got to stop by some really cool forests and got to walk through waterfalls along a mountain. Just standing in the waterfall and letting the water pour over you was so relaxing. You had not a care in the world and it was just fun to do with a great group of people I can now call my friends. Along the way of both trips we had a lot of people from India, Asia, and china asking us to take pictures with them. I thought it was really weird and had no idea why they were doing it, but after my time here, Im starting to not judge so much on things I myself dont think are normal. So I went with it and took pictures with lots of people and even photobomb some of them. You get to a point in life where you cant take things so seriously anymore and Ive defiantly come to that realization. Now to leaving the kids. It was the hardest thing Ive had to do on this trip. Saying bye and not knowing when Ill be able to see them again really sucks. Not being able to see them everyday anymore is going to be so different. I want to be able to see the progress each kid is making, but living so far away will make it difficult. When I arrived to school on Friday my grade 1B class that I was with almost everyday since Ive been here all made me FBI badges because they knew thats what I wanted to do later in life. I couldnt help but smile the entire time I was there with them. Even though some kids wanted to fight, or not listen, Im still going to miss lecturing them about how to behave or how Santa wasnt going to come to bad boys and girls, or how the tooth fairy wasnt going to come if the tooth wasnt behind the pillow. Those grade 1 kids made this trip so much better. Being so little they have no guidance on how to properly behave or actually know the difference of right and wrong. So you could never stay mad at them even for a second because all it took was for them to smile and it was alright again. I got to hangout and at goodbye to some of my 6th graders I helped tutor this term, and they all passed to 7th grade. The group of them are so well behaved and some of the nicest boys Ive met. They truly have a good life ahead of them, I only wish I was here to see it. The hardest moment I think I had to overcome Friday was the realization that I may never see Dominique again. Him or his sister Nikita werent at school all week since exams were over. So not being able to just say bye and to thank him for what hes done to help me grow, was very difficult. Yes, Dominique passed to 6th grade, but only because he had failed too many times in a certain amount of time. I hate the education system here. Not only is he already behind, but hes being pushed forward to be even more lost into the system. I hope one day someone else will have the ability to change what I couldnt with my time here... Im starting to prepare for my last day here with packing for my trip back home on Monday and getting ready for a last day out with some of the few people Ive become to know and love here. This trip has been an incredible experience I wouldnt change for the world. If you can take away one thing from my trip, I hope its that you can go out and make a difference in the world. You can do it, I know I can.
Posted on: Sun, 01 Dec 2013 10:17:38 +0000

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