My last activity in Cape Town was a poignant one. One of my favorite students organized a Middle Passage ceremony to remember and pay homage to the enslaved Africans who lost their lives during the passage from Africa to the Americas.

Sunset, Daisies, Friends. We each said our own private prayers, then public words, and set our flowers adrift. Our feet on African soil for a final few minutes. I can’t think of a better way to have ended my time in South Africa.