It was one of those nights, dragging myself down a long hotel hallway atfter hours of performing, teaching and travel... It was also one of those nights where everyone sat in gorgeous attention, laughed at all the right times, where everyone stayed for the Q&A and wanted to discuss brilliant and practical issues of power and privilege and theory and possibility. It was one of those nights where even the ones with their cell phones out during the show came to hug me and tell me they were taking notes on those phones because some things moved them so much. A night where I have so much respect for liberal arts education if it can help create undergraduates like these, all of them undergrads who can talk about systems and privilege and learning and their own place in the world as conscious creators. A night where we stayed nearly an hour after the show and none of us were watching the clock, and then, exhausted, the faculty person smiled at me and said, well, you hit that outa the park. Sometimes dinner in a bag and a long hotel hallway after a 12 hour day isnt so painful after all.
Posted on: Tue, 28 Oct 2014 16:15:09 +0000
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