As I reflect back on my travel study experience in South Africa, I realize that I have never been in the presence of so many speakers of a language that I could not understand. In the countries I have previously visited/lived prior to this travel study experience (i.e. Costa Rica, Spain, Nicaragua, and Panama), I at least had working knowledge of the Spanish language and still managed to run into other English-speakers there. There were limited numbers of indigenous languages that I encountered during these travel experiences, so my unfamiliarity with the language(s) was not so dominant in my time spent there.
In South Africa, however, this was completely different for me. One thing that came as a shock to me is that I had never encountered so many spoken words that I could not even identify which language it was derived from. Working with immigrants and refugees in my community as well as international students on campus, I have become a bit familiar with identifying certain nuances about certain languages (e.g. Arabic, Mandarin Chinese, Cantonese Chinese, Vietnamese, Hindi, etc.). However, I felt completely lost trying to identify difference between the nine indigenous languages that hold official status in South Africa, as well as other languages indigenous to Africa that I encountered through engaging with other UP students.
In addition, something that surprised me (at least at first) was how many of the White South Africans were speakers of Afrikaans. While I already anticipated this prior to traveling to South Africa from our readings and other news, I think I realized that this may have been the first time I was surrounded by so many White people that had the ability to speak a language other than English.
In the United States, especially in the Midwest, it seems as though the presence of White privilege also includes the privilege of speaking English and only English. As a person who loves to learn languages, this is very disheartening. As a refugee resettlement location, as well as a large draw for other diverse communities, the community of Lincoln hosts a plethora of language backgrounds. The common discourse does not embrace this linguistic diversity; rather, “if they come here, they should learn English” is often times heard. Why should immigrants and refugees be the ones viewed as deficient in language? Some of them are coming to the table with three or four languages already on their plate, while many people native to the United States only find one to be a necessity, English. Why must everyone conform to learning English? While I realize the importance of having a common language as a lingua franca to be able to communicate across these differing linguistic backgrounds, must it always be to privilege the already privileged? Why are foreign and heritage language programs in the United States structured as an afterthought rather than a valuable resource?
In sum, I am left with more questions than answers. However, the study of language policy and planning is very enticing to me. In what ways can we work to combat this language ideology shift, whereby recognizing the importance of every language rather than submitting certain languages/language varieties as inferior.
-Kristine Sudbeck
This trip will be memorable, as it was my first visit to Africa and filled with many new experiences. I will remember the connections I have made and intend to maintain with University of Pretoria students. It also reminded me that the variance within races is greater than the variance between. People share more similarities than differences and are generally good.
The best part of my trip, however, was seeing the spectacular sights of Cape Town. I cannot find adequate words to describe it. Although I wanted much more time hiking at the top of Table Mountain, I am quite thankful for the experience. The nature, the air, the paths, and the views. I will return someday.
-Tim Guetterman
Table Mountain
The excursion to Table Mountain has been the highlight of my trip! I loved being able to break away from the academia which I have been surrounded by and simply immerse myself in nature. I felt unbound by obligations for one hour and explored the different paths on Table Mountain. I was surrounded by people while on the mountain but somehow I felt very alone and free. This is something that I have been craving on the trip and I was so happy that I was able to experience it.
-Allix Catlett
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