It rained all night. As day broke the skies still were dumping lots of water. Normally this would be a good thing but anyone who's ever been camping knows, rain isn't friendly.
I was to meet Leme to go to a preschool with 175 children, so I was ready at 8. My costume had gotten a prolonged rinse over night up on the roof, so I dcided to bring in the second costume I had brought. My idea of having people autograph my costume has been working well. My plan for this one is pictues. He never showed up, I later found out that school had been cancelled due to the rain.
While waiting for Leme I saw some students from one of the schools I had performed at across the street. They wavedto me so I crossed over to visit. We exchanged string tricks. A little boy who lives across the street sat in my lap as we played. They asked if I could show them diabolo so I escorted them over to my side of the street so we could have more room in the empty lot next door. By the end several others had gathered and tried their hand at it. Manno did very well. I then taught Carlton and his brother Roodli how to juggle. When I came home later in the afternoon they were still practising in their yard which I can see from the balcony. It felt like I had a small juggling school!
The rain was off and on most of the day. We went to a site of a new school where the workers were taking a break. I did a few tricks for them, very playful. We also visited another scoop site where simple wooden structures served as classrooms.
We went back to the Venezuelan tent camp and it looked like Woodstock withoutthe music. The mud was everywhere, it was shocking how bad it was. We stayed in the back of the truck and dove where we could without getting stuck. I did a little show using the bed of the truck as a stage. A young adult came over after I had finished. I was down off the truck now. He had three rocks. And he could juggle them. As we got back in the truck to leave, I pulled out 3of my balls and gifted them to him. It felt great to do.
We. Then went to another camp. Another very fun show. And another camp, this one on the plaza by the destroyed city hall. More good stuff. Unfortunately I had givenLaFleur my camera to take some shots. His phone rang and in the shuffle it got dropped onto the stone Terrace. Done dead. Luckily Trevor is loaning me his so I can keep shooting.
Found out after we got back to the hotel that we aeleaving for PAP to
orrow am at 8:30. I'm not ready toeave yet. I walled downtown the beach to see it before we leave. Wished I had my camera, trevor's bTteryis dead.
Friday, March 19, 2010
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