She was forming the rhythm with the very air. Her hips, elbows, feet and hands beat an invisible series of drums surrounding her body. She was creating the rhythm of three beats. Her limbs listened to separate sounds, followed the voice of different drums and expressed themselves as individuals. The dance was wild but expressed coordination. Cooperation. She was a community in harmony.
At first I was unsure about this singer, he had a smoky rough voice–the kind my mother loves, but I don’t find appealing. Personal taste. As he kept singing though, the music’s lively beat began to catch hold of my limbs. In the beginning, Ezra Kwizera seemed detached from his singing. He stood quite still, his expression lax. Then after two songs he woke up. He began shifting his weight left and right, then his hips and guitar. Four songs in he set his guitar gently in its stand and, turning to the audience with a cheerful gleam in his eyes, he energetically motioned for them to stand. His friendly invitation found purchase in the eager audience and with a cheer they bounced out of their seats. We had caught the music bug. Continue reading “Ezra Kwizera Brings Africa”
Frantically scrabbling at my camera bag I dug out another SD card in something like two seconds flat. Deftly swapping the two cards, I made sure the old one was securely fastened in my bag before turning towards the stage again.
I was not even halfway through the show and I had taken almost 400 pictures. Yes. You read right, 400 photos and not even halfway through. I’m so thankful I knew enough about myself to bring another SD card, because more exciting scenes were coming up and I definitely didn’t want to miss the chance to share them. Continue reading “International Days Showcase Part 2: Kamloops”
Chasing after the flag parade I dashed into the gym ahead of the line of flag bearers, skidding to a stop for a few seconds as I beheld the crowd. The showcase had only just begun, but already the Thompson Rivers University (TRU) gymnasium was filled to the rafters with people. The flag bearers had to push through the crowd to complete their route.