Showing posts with label DreamOn. Show all posts
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Thursday, April 27, 2017

Listening With Love: A Fun TBT Post About Communicating

This was originally posted in July of 2014.

The Casa Rosada.  Eva Peron's old home


I had a great tour through Argentina.  Though I was there for storytelling, I got a chance to see some neat stuff and learn some cool things.


The cemetery at Recoleta.  Eva Peron's current home









I saw Eva Peron's old house, The Casa Rosada, and I went to see where she was buried. 

I have been obsessed with this woman's life since my best friend, Melanie, introduced me to the Musical Evita when I was an undergrad at Northwestern. Walking these streets was so much fun!





 

Patti Lupone singing Evita from the original broadcast recording.



I spent almost an entire day at La Recoleta Cemetery where the dead are entombed in elaborate little houses, shrines, and some exotic looking little cathedrals. It was a city of the dead.







I saw my first ever Patagonian Mara.
Looks sort of like a cross between a rabbit and a small pig.  Wildest looking rodent ever.











Almost every street corner in Recoleta looks like something out of an art book!






I some amazing architecture.


















Spent about thirty minutes in a small museum completely dedicated to toilets.
















Here is one of the houses of the dead in La Recoleta. They are just fantastic!





Of course, most of my time was spent telling stories!

I spent hours with audiences who displayed various levels of English from proficient to non-existent.  Each and every show brought its own challenges and triumphs.


I enjoyed talking to the kids afterward as they attempted to be brave enough to chance a question in English.  I ventured a few words in Spanish, and I learned that the Argentines have different words than what I’d learned in other parts of the Spanish-speaking world.

All in all, it was a great learning experience and a great deal of fun.

The biggest problems I had when it came to communication did not come from the Argentines, but from my translator who was from New Zealand. 


Frank was a great tour manager


I always expect that I will understand him since we mostly speak the same language, but those New Zealanders have a very negligent relationship with consonant sounds, and they - or at least Frank - run towards the nasally. 

What this means is that occasionally Frank would say something and I would be lost as to what it was.  It was particularly bad if the word was at the end of a sentence.  I would wait a moment and try to guess what he’d said by using context.  Once, when he'd had a long morning, and I'd just finished two shows, he told me we had time to stop at a stawus if we liked.  Baffled, I turned that over in my head and requested he tell me again what we should do, (thinking he had perhaps lapsed into Spanish).  He said it again, stawus.  When I still couldn't figure it out, he put on his fake American accent and said this.




He was always overly amused at my lack of ability to work out his mutterings.


My favorite example of confusion had nothing to do with my inability to understand him.  In fact, I heard him just fine and still, communication didn’t happen.

We were having breakfast my first Friday in country, and discussing a party we’d gone to the night before.  I'd met the staff of DreamOn Storytelling Productions, the company that hired me to come to Argentina. 

Frank was talking about one of the women with whom I’d spent a good deal of the evening. 

He said, “Sylvia sells China.”

My brain latched onto that phrase and created an entire universe of images that assaulted me with their randomness as I tried to fit them into what I knew of the quiet woman I’d met eleven hours earlier.


It was a bizarre non-sequitur in the midst of our conversation about the dinner.  Why would he say such an odd thing, why do I care if she has a side job, and how does he even know this useless bit of information?  I suddenly saw Sylvia with a valise wherein she had lots of pictures of porcelain plates, saucers, and cups. 

I recalled that I'd bought a tea set when we were together in Hong Kong. Maybe that's why he told me this.  

I had a wild notion that he thought I might be in the market for more dishes.  This all took place in a matter of seconds because his next sentence was…

“Kiki sells Korea.”


Ah, then I got it.  Sylvia spends her day phoning schools in China and convincing them to book a DreamOn artist into their school.   

He means this:



Not this:




So, here I am, sitting in a Spanish speaking country in the midst of a café where I'm not doing such a terrible job reading the menu despite it being in a different language, and the only person I can’t seem to comprehend is the fellow sitting across from me who is speaking a brand of the English language that’s not too different from my own.

Communication is hard.  Misunderstandings are common.  Patience is necessary.

Is it any wonder people who disagree can’t find common ground?  Is it any wonder people who have been traditional enemies hear insults where none exist?  Is it any wonder a fighting couple always assumes their partner is picking at them?  The list of communication problems that we build between us could go on forever!


We only hear what we think we hear, not necessarily what somebody said.

I guess it all depends on the story you find yourself in with the person at hand.  Perhaps we should try to hear with more care and listen with more love.  

Yes, that sounds good, but I'll bet it won't help me understand Frank the next time he asks me if I want some awtha.



Happy Communicating!

Friday, May 30, 2014

June: Coming Attractions!



Greetings from Argentina!  I am touring with DreamOn in beautiful Buenos Aires!  I've had a great week, and I've got one more to go.  After that, I head off to Delaware to do all of the libraries in the state.  My summer is going to be busy, and fun, but there will not be loads of time to write.  So, I have asked a number of excellent storytellers and authors to do some guest blogging for me.  Here are the first three entries.  


June 5th, 2014 - Antonio Rocha - Transitions in Eloquence:  Exploiting the Power of the Pause


Antonio is one of my favorite storytellers.  He is an internationally known artist who will blow your mind as you watch him transform himself and everything around him with the exquisite magic of his body.  Antonio employs mime and body illusions to create stories in a fascinating way.  He is a master of physical performance. 

Here he is doing a story entitled Chicken and Crocodile.








Antonio is a native Brazilian who came to the United States to study with Tony Montanaro in 1998.  He knows a thing or two about holding an audience in the palm of his hand.  He's written a practicum about the power of pauses both physically and vocally, and how to make them work for you.


June 12, 2014  Sara deBeer - Storytelling:  Ancient Mind Melding


I met Sara two years ago at a showcase in Connecticut.  She has been doing this work since 1978, and she has gotten very good at it!  I am impressed with her storytelling knowledge and ethic.  She works with audiences of all ages.





Ancient Mind Melding touches on the power of using storytelling in the classroom.  This is an excellent piece for anyone who might need to discuss why storytelling is a useful tool in the classroom, how it enhances multiple learning strategies, and the importance of creating strong partnerships between educators and visiting artists.  A good read.




June 19, 2014 - Antonio Sacre  Can I hit my child with a Chancla to get him off the playground? How parents can use stories to make difficult transitions slightly better.

What on earth do you say about Antonio Sacre?  I've known him for a long, long time.  He has his own style, his own way, and, like one of my little brothers, he is always doing something!  He is an entertaining, international performer and author who never seems to slow down.  Here he is telling one of his most well known stories which is also a book.

The Barking Mouse





Antonio shares both a fun tug of war he has with his son on the playground, and an activity any parent can use to make the trip home more of a game than a pain.  What could be better than strengthening the child parent bond, building your child's vocabulary, increasing your tot's verbal skills, and having them come with you willingly in one fell swoop?  Nothing.  Antonio's post will leave you smiling.



So, that's the first three articles!  There will be more over the course of the summer.  I'll let you know what they'll be and when they'll be!


Happy Telling!