الاثنين، 7 مايو 2012

They were all really poets, but they just didn't know it

Today at the community centre, I tried to teach the kids poetry performance skills. With the help of some friends from Al-Quds university who are into their 'Def Poetry', I selected a piece from Ibrahim Nasrallah- poet, professor, painter and photographer. The poem beautifully spoke of desires for freedom, stemming from the disenfranchisement of the occupation.

At first, given that it was not in Arabic, many of the young lads' bravado got the better of them and they were unwilling to recite the poetry- at least without any feeling. I quickly thought of a way that they could create their own poetry by using Acrostics to write their name and describe themselves with the letters. My favourites- D for Dogs (there are many dog fans in Abu Dis) and L for love (and many cassanovas too it seems).

By the end of the class, the young boys had created their own poems and were reciting them in front of their peers. All deserve a well earned pat on the back!


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