
DUMELA!!! (Good Morning, Afternoon or Evening to everyone!!!) Certainly a wonderful Tswana (Northern Cape Language) word to know and to be honest about the only Tswana word I know right now. All in good time, right? That is sort of the theme for me here in Central South Africa. Learning things slowly and trying to get “n-sync” with the rhythm of life. A lot of foreigners call it “African-time”; I guess that means things not always happening at the speed, punctuality and urgency that we are accustomed to in the western world. Most of the time I find it humorous and even refreshing but it can be a little frustrating if you are trying to get some serious things done. I spent the last week doing a lot of waiting and watching in the city of Bloemfontein, the capital of the “free state” and one of the host sites for the 2010 World Cup! Bloem is about an hour away from Kimberley and I will be responsible for overseeing and assisting in some of the GrassrootSoccer (GRS) programs running in Blom’s vast townships. Mangaung is the largest of these townships (about 1.2 million people) and it has one of the countries highest HIV/AIDS prevalence rates. It also happens to be one of the most “soccer crazed” communities I have personally witnessed. Mangaung is notorious for having the most devoted soccer fans in all of South Africa. Bloem “Celtic” is their pride and joy; almost everyone has some sort of white and green outfit, flag or painted car to support the local team. My first night after work here in Bloem there happened to be a Celtic game against “Super Sport United”, a big league rival. All of our GRS coaches in Blom took us to the game to check out the passion in person. I have been to a lot of soccer matches over the years and not even a World Cup game could compare to this atmosphere. Picture a decrepit stadium packed to the brim, a sea of Green and White bodies and painted faces; huge neon green afros bouncing up and down in the stands. It was like some sort of monstrous soccer cult; people chanting and singing in perfect unison, shuffling side to side and at times the stands were pulsating so viciously it seemed like the whole stadium would collapse. In celebration of Celtics only goal, a group of cross-dressed men climbed to the top of the jagged fence protecting the field to remove their green bras in jubilation. INCREDIBLE! This sort of vibrant atmosphere made for some very, very happy campers. With my green jacket and a few outbursts of the teams cheer, “SI-WE-LELE”, I was instantly welcomed into the cult…huge hugs, a lot of high fives and maybe even an attempted kiss or two. I left the stadium after the 1-1 draw with a huge grin and a feeling that I was part of the “Siwelele-family”. It reinforced to me why soccer is such a powerful community tool here and why a place like Mangaung is the perfect place for GRS to be working in. Soccer is an influential force in these communities and if we can associate positive life choices within this “soccer-community”, a lot of children are going to be inclined to live an HIV-free lifestyle. I am just so pumped to have a chance to work with the coaches in Bloem and Kim to try and harness some of this crazy soccer energy and use it to illustrate some crucial messages about HIV/AIDS. More next week…
ENKOSI….SALA SENTLE,
Hoota/Peta