So
How does one extract/express the essence of a group?
Eight young adults from five different countries
Living, breathing, swarming in each others’ space in a bubble-like manner
For the sake of spreading circus arts, colorful imagery, moments of kindness
In a country far far away from their own.
What are we doing here?
We are eating
Cook for each other all the time
Sometimes eat out
This week there was a birthday
and we got to have cake
THREE nights in a row.
We are teaching
The children run to us for hugs most everywhere we go
It’s touching
It’s not what we are here for
We are here to teach circus arts.
This week a conversation continued in the group about what the focus of PWB Nicaragua should be-
Should we be brining a bit of play, joy, and circus to many kids OR
Focus on a few kids that are truly interested in circus arts and bring them to the next level…
We would love to do both
We are getting to know each other and everything-that-comes-with-that
You know
She is like that
He is like this
I really like him
That thing that she is doing is super annoying
I am scared
I love him
God that sucks
Planning planning planning
What are we gonna teach?
Who’s gonna do it?
She is feeling sick? Ok, I will do it instead
Opening games
Warm ups
How do we structure an activity so the kids stay engaged?
How do we get them to listen?
I can’t speak Spanish!
I can ONLY speak Spanish!
What are you saying to me??
I LOVE figuring out how to teach…
We are loving each other
Without knowing each others’ history or how many brothers and sisters we have, cause honestly there is so much to take care of right here it doesn’t leave much room for heart to heart conversations.
Yet we do, love each other
Through making sure we leave enough food for the person that is still in bed, or checking-in with each other, if someone is sick; being super sweet, through taking the piss out of each other, through letting go (forgiving?) if someone made a mistake.
We are teaching more
Everyone gets to teach hula hoop!
The kids love it- red, green, blue, orange and gold splashes of color and the more the better.
Dance, theatre games, wildness, loudness, laughter and fake tears fill the cement-paved court yards.
A million kids flocking towards/begging for Diabolo and Alex delivers again and again.
Sweaty, determined kids, one hand against the wall the other leaning on Andy’s shoulder: Unicycle.
We are performing
We are visited by our family members
We are getting lifts on pick-up trucks and camionetas
We are sweating oh so much
We know it’s for a short while but the moment right now is entirely full
We are a swarming moving bubble
Intent on doing what we love
And grateful we get a chance to do it
Here
Floating
Touching down on the streets of Leon
Check out this lovely moment that happened right after one of our shows:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b7BPFNFueps&feature=youtu.be
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