It was a very moving ceremony (although a bit long) and i wished i had stayed until the end.
Final Assembly Preparation
Collage: First Encounter
Today I prepared almost all the material the students would glue: heads, curly hair, crowns, hands, big shoes, small shoes, high heals, and eyes, many eyes. I use a book Gregor was throwing in the garbage (something EXTREMELY superficial political analysis on the Caribbean from early 90's). And I found some discarded cardboard at a local Supermarket. I had only a pair of scissors and that was one of the reasons I had to bring all the paper already cut. When I tried to explain the kids what they were to organize this parts to create characters, a landscape, whatever they wanted, I realize it was important that i had brought almost every possible shape pre-cut. The students, I don't think, had ever experience collage before. Soon I was cutting shapes "custom made" basically taking orders of what they needed to glue. It took some persuasion but with they finally started to enjoy themselves and their work I ended up with a feeling of "Mission Accomplished"
Workshop on conflict resolution
Landscape: the sea
Today I tried in vain to teach them the "fun" principles of perspective and how to create a "realistic" sea scene. It was very frustrating. I don't think anyone had fun. I need to learn to NOT try to teach anything and really make the class about exploring. They are not familiar with the concept of a "realistic sea scene" at all. They did not grow up looking at "painted marine scenes". I don't know what they learnt. But I'm learning my lessons, for sure!
The light within
Today the students were supossed to bring a "homework": find materials from nature: beads, seeds, shells, pieces of wood, etc and they were supossed to also bring a big piece of cardboard to work on. They brought nothing. I felt so frustated because I had no idea what to do with them and because i had a guest: Mary Grogan who was very excited about the work i would do with the kids. I decided to go ahead with the part of the plan that we could still do: we read the famous Mandela fragment on what we really fear is our light...
That light was the epiphany I had after warming up with some dance and actual physical exercises we did. I had brought some black paper hoping to use it later, on a different project. We worked then with the yellow chalk the teachers use on the blackboard, on the black paper, doing contour exercise first of our hands, then of each other.
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