The Coloured Museum

A play to commemorate the Black History Month was staged at the Dunham Hall Theatre at the weekend. I was there to see the last show on Sunday on recommendation from friends who had seen it days before and had been impressed. The play, a series of short skits and vignettes, explores the many dimensions of being black in America.

From the problem of identity to the challenge of belonging, from the choices of hairstyle to family life, homosexuality, single motherhood, movie portrayal/stereotypes among many others, the play takes on everything inviting the audience to laugh, and then ponder. I overhead one of the performers explaining that it’s called “The Coloured Museum” because each skit represents an exhibit in the imaginary museum of racial relics. This gives the performance some perspective.

My favourite, Git on Board, was a satirical take on the middle passage, where passengers were admonished by a chatty flight attendant to “fasten their shackles” at all times, and endeavour to keep their drums and different tongues silent during the flight in order to prevent a mutiny. At the end of their trip, there awaited them a very promising future but not after about 300 years of hardship. The reward included a star-studded cultural evolution that included Aretha Franklin, basketball, a complex culture, and hip-hop. The play is hard to describe to anyone who hasn’t seen it so I won’t even try. It’s even more difficult because taking pictures of any of the acting scenes was prohibited from the start. I can say this though: it was an amazing performance by a cast of students. It stirred up the playwright in me.

The Coloured Museum was written by George C. Wolfe and directed by Kathryn Bentley.

Black History Month – An Event

This is my 300th post.

Yesterday, I attended an event at the Liberty Middle School Auditorium a little distance from campus. Called the Lincoln School Alumni Foundation 23rd “Children of the Dream” event, it was show that featured poetry reading, dance, singing, stand-up comedy, and an extraordinary recitation performance by the famous and three-time Emmy Award-winning comedian and dramatist Bobby Norfolk. He was spectacular. I made a video from the event and will soon put it on Youtube. But here are pictures from the event.

What’s Crackin’

The month of February in the United States is Black History Month, a month where activities are arranged to remind the country of the contributions of the African diaspora to the progress of the United States.

The month has also been tagged the “Discover Languages Month” by the American Council on the Teaching of Foreign Languages (actfl). It is for this second reason that I will be speaking in the Plasma Lounge of the Foreign Languages Department on Wednesday 3rd February to an audience of staff, students and colleagues on the topic  “Exploring Yoruba Through American Eyes“.

Nobody knows this yet, but I haven’t finalized my presentation yet. Shhhh. Now you know. So if you don’t see me here in the next couple of days, you know what I’m doing. Wish me luck.

In other news, I got a call from the proprietors of Nubia Cafe who have chanced on this blog and my account of my first visit there to eat pounded yam. What do they want? Having also read what we’re doing on this blog to raise money for Jos and for Haiti, they are extending an invitation to me to come exhibit my photography in the premises of the restaurant in St. Louis during this month, maybe on a weekend. I think it’s a good idea, don’t you?

Besides the above, everything else is fine, and cool. Well, “cold” is more like it. We are getting snow once again.