Luarte Show
We are in the car again! Now we get in and out like in “The Dukes of Hazzard”, through the window.
I’m having fun, I think it’s the same for everyone.
Well done, Luarte!
We were at a high school whom they collaborate with and during the interval they proposed a show inspired once more by the theater of the oppressed.
The story: a teacher makes sexual advances to a schoolgirl. Felix and Arlete direct the scene and ask the public what to do next. Students can get up, respond, get on stage and “write” parts of the story as they wish.
Wonderful!
You know how it starts but you don’t know how it will end, anything could happen!
A schoolgirl enters the scene and advises the girl, victim of the advances, to turn to another teacher who could help her.
The show ends with an appeal of the Head of school, the real headmistress, that every advance or ambiguous behavior of the teachers is to be reported immediately.
Amidst all these laughter, shouting, clapping, stomp, crowds of boys and girls who come and go constantly. The theater in Mozambique is not at all still like the Western one where the actors are on stage, the audience in the stalls.
* * *
Round and round, we always end up eating in an impossible local fast food restaurant.
Mozambican hamburger, I have ordered you and I’ll eat you.
Should I not make it, my password is …
