do you want to go to Mozambique??
by Simone CANOVA
It seems easy to be supportive... #1Continue reading
How do they laugh in Africa? #2Continue reading
Simone, do you want to go to Mozambique? #3Continue reading
I am going to Mozambique! But to do what? #4Continue reading
The meetings #5Continue reading
Where do I start? #6Continue reading
Meeting withContinue reading
The first contacts with Mozambique #8Continue reading
Agenda first mission in Mozambique #9Continue reading
First mission: arrival in Maputo #1Continue reading
But where am I? #2Continue reading
Meeting with Alvim Cossa #3Continue reading
Teatro do Oprimido Show #4Continue reading
Meeting with the Machaka Association #5Continue reading
The Show by the Machaka Group #6Continue reading
Manuela Soeiro and the Avenida Theater #7Continue reading
Gonçalo Mabunda #8Continue reading
Meeting with the Luarte Association #9Continue reading
Luarte Show #10Continue reading
Maputo - Pemba Journey #11Continue reading
Vitor Raposo #12Continue reading
Pemba – Palma Trip #13Continue reading
Visit to the village of Quionga #14Continue reading
Visit to the village of Quirindi #15Continue reading
That wonderful beach! #16Continue reading
Visit to the village of Pundanhar #17Continue reading
The Mamãe Kit #18Continue reading
Visit to the hospital in Palma #19Continue reading
Return to Italy #20Continue reading
The project continues! #1Continue reading
How many meetings are we going to have?!? #2Continue reading
Agenda second mission in Mozambique #3Continue reading
Second mission in Mozambique, arrival at Pemba #4Continue reading
Felix Mambucho #5Continue reading
Performance Vitor Raposo and the Tambo Tambulani Tambo company #6Continue reading
Pemba – Palma Trip #7Continue reading
Performances at Palma, on with the casting! No, stop! #8Continue reading
Grupo do funzionarios #9Content Continue reading
Performances (and casting) in the village of Pundanhar #10Continue reading
Performances (and casting) in the village of Quionga #11Content Continue reading
Selecting the actors for the Italian stages #12Continue reading
Are you ready to come to Italy? #13Continue reading
The return to Italy and end of the second mission #14Continue reading
Preparing for the first training period at Alcatraz #1Continue reading
Arrival at the Libera Università di Alcatraz #2Continue reading
We begin! #3Continue reading
Mario Pirovano #4Continue reading
Acting with Mario Pirovano #5Continue reading
Arms going up on their own! #6Continue reading
A dive into the theatre #7Continue reading
Let’s tell a love story! #8Continue reading
Being an actor is hard work #9Continue reading
What days! #10Continue reading
O falso médico! #11Continue reading
We all go shopping! #12Continue reading
The performance takes shape #13Continue reading
We need an ultrasound! #14Continue reading
Rome has never been so beautiful! #15Continue reading
Second training session: the first day... #1Continue reading
The return of the Mozambicans #2Continue reading
A tragic day #3Continue reading
Memory tests with Mario Pirovano #4Continue reading
Rehearsals, rehearsals, rehearsals… and that script in 3 languages… #5Continue reading
First reading of the script in Swahili #6Continue reading
Just for a change, we rehearse... #7Continue reading
That damned video! #8Continue reading
In and around Perugia #9Continue reading
The last rehearsals #10Continue reading
Action! #11Continue reading
Changes to the show? Change the title?!? #1Continue reading
Confusion in Fatima’s House #2Continue reading
Preparation of the stage design #3Continue reading
Ready to go (again)? #1Continue reading
Arrival at Pemba #2Continue reading
At Palma under the palm trees (wet!) #3Continue reading
First day of the tour: Mute #4Continue reading
Second day of the tour: Pundanhar #5Continue reading
Third day of the tour: Quionga #6Continue reading
Fourth day of the tour: Palma #7Continue reading
Fifth day of the tour: Olumbe #8Continue reading
Thank you Mozambique, thank you so much! #9Continue reading
It is an ordinary day, in the heart of Umbria, at the Libera Università di Alcatraz (Free University of Alcatraz).
I have been working here for several years, I deal with good news, as I always answer to those who ask me what I do. Ah, I forgot… my name is Simone Canova.
I run across Jacopo Fo, who is the master at the Libera Università di Alcatraz; greeting rituals, then the destabilizing phrase of the day: “Simone, do you want to go to Mozambique?”.
Here, this is how the adventure of the Theater So Good started for me, the author of this travel diary.
To tell the truth, now and then the name of Mozambique had come up for some time. There were rumors about presumed theater courses in the African country to promote healthcare and health and good nutrition.
Indeed, during the previous months it happened a couple of times that Jacopo talked to me about this project … but for me it was one of the 15,837 ideas that we could carry out one day, perhaps … And today, suddenly, this question!
I rush in my brain to open the “James speaks to me of Mozambique” drawer and collect the little information that I remember: yes, it has to do with theater courses for Mozambican actors, all related to a project for the promotion of health, particularly of mothers and children. It was all I knew, all that the “boss” had told me and that I had stored as simple ideas, mere hypotheses. Therefore, there is little information I can dig out from the memory, but thousands of questions that need answers. Does that request make it all official now?
Have we found the partners for the project? Which project?!? Who is going, who is coming? When am I leaving?
IBut I just answer: “Yes, of course!”
Because if Jacopo asks you whether you want to go to Mozambique you just answer yes, the rest are insignificant details! Besides, I know Africa a little bit, Jacopo cannot have asked me that question by chance.
I participated in an international cooperation project in a village in Burkina Faso for four years, where we built a well and vegetable gardens, chicken coops and barns for animals in an abandoned and uncultivated field.
There I lived and worked in very close contact with the Burkinabé, perhaps the poorest of the poor. We registered more than 150 children from three villages for elementary school and planted about a hundred of new trees. And we distributed farming tools … and how many cases of cured malaria! This experience profoundly changed me, dramatically modifying the order of my priorities.
But Jacopo escapes, he has other commitments. “Can we talk about it?” I ask him. “Yes, sure, meanwhile just start to think about it…”