Everyone has probably heard the term, “I'm
gonna runaway and join the circus.” Well, that's kind of what has
happened---the Peace Corps Circus! This past year + has certainly
felt like a crazy blessing, and a growing up of sorts. At times, it
feels like I've joined the circus, and have been in an act of
fire-eating while crossing a tight rope on a unicycle. Most times
though, it's like some act of bending space and time to emerge at
your destination without ageing and with your humor in tact. But when you're doing something crazy like this, purpose and opportunities reveals itself. You find things without seeking and there's always this magical child like wonder with each serendipitous discovery that keeps you from getting jaded.
Since my time here has been a web of
moments and events growing with the significance as if in a circus,
I'd like to take this time now to tell you what I did to get my Mom's
for Literacy club fired up. Many of you know I've had this paper
necklace club tied into literacy, and though we've not started
selling the necklaces yet, we're on the verge---I just need to get
these ladies to wash their hands first so the paper doesn't get so
dirty, and get them a bit more motivated. They're really, really,
trying, but they lack a little circus magic. So, today, one of them
looked up at the world map hanging on the wall with the tacts of all
the places I've been. They started asking questions about the world,
is that an ocean, what does it look like, etc. I took the
opportunity to tell them about the circus instead of the places I've been to stir them up a bit. I told them how families get into caravans to discover new towns, surrounded by many
different quirky people, how they live a nomadic lifestyle outside the
bounds and rules of society, where there is always new things to
explore. Imagine ladies, growing up with a tiger in your backyard,
or losing a lion in the town you were just in, or having gypsies tell
your fortune, elephants dancing, and maybe your dad has a name like
the Great Veno. One lady shook her head, and said, “Tshepo, this
is just toooooo much, don't tell me the world is really like that!”
Maybe the world is a little like the circus, with a contrast between
the glitz of the show and the grass and muck around them. You have a
motley crue, a melting pot of diverse personalities and talent, and
whatever happens—the show must go on. Ok, so maybe I went a little over the edge, but I wanted to impart on these
women that the circus, much like the Peace Corps, shows how people can dream and build, even from
nothing---It's the ultimate purveyor of magic, it's the triumph of
human spirit, that ultimate great thing in life—mere mortals doing
incredible things. So, I have a motley crue here in Botswana, and I
say to them, ladies---let's wash our hands, find the magic, and let
the show begin!
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