The theatre – my new welcome home. At several critical points in my life, I have turned to the theatre as a home for my imagination, my creativity, and really – my community.
In high school: the theatre gave me a place to grow, learn,
and not feel so alone. The local theatre
in Tucson gave
me a purpose outside of school and opportunities to develop my skills as a
teacher. In college, the theatre was
literally my home – staying there at all hours of the night painting zingers,
listing props in every scene for stage management, or drafting a miniature
set. I was even in charge of a floor of
the fine arts dorm! Haha.
Now, here I am in Quepos,
Costa Rica…
super far away from my home and all of the people and activities I love. Some days, this feels super depressing – like
I have nothing happy to look forward to in the day...nothing that really makes
me feel like ME.
Then, there’s the theatre.
Sometimes when I think about it, I find it hard to believe that this
place exists in this little town that at first glance seems the opposite of
culturally rich. But, that’s why it’s so
cool. It’s not one of many theatres, it
is THE THEATRE. And thank God we have
one. In fact, last week, there was a
touring play that came from San Jose
and the theatre was PACKED!!! It is a big space, too. There were at least 15 people standing in the
back squished against the wall as we pulled in as many seats as possible. It was amazing to see what seemed like the
whole town come out and pay to see theatre.
I was very impressed.
I also, somehow, am now in the theatre group. We are devising a play of monologues - kind of like the Vagina Monologues. The theme is sexual education and it is a
comedy that is meant to bring awareness to the issues. I am super proud that I am doing this and in
Spanish! Yesterday we started playing
improv games to bond as a group and I felt so at home.
Next Saturday I start my improv class for adolescents in the
area. Build it and they will come,
right? I hope that is true. I have been holding this vision since
November (with the original idea in my head since I decided to move here); I
went to the theatre, told the director my idea, got his help and support, wrote
a business proposal to the board (in Spanish), got help making flyers, and
planned the first class. This week, the
director and I are visiting the local high schools to advertise and then I just
wait, hope teenagers come, and that I can actually teach improv in Spanish.
To be completely honest, the thought of it really scares
me…. But isn’t one of the main reasons I left my home in the first place to
take risks like this? I have come this far – each step of the way being another
leap, some bigger than others. What do I
have to loose? When I think about it
this way there is really no pressure and I am excited to try.
Super cool...!
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