ACSian Theatre South Africa Tour 2006 - Day 5
An early morning again, and this morning we performed to Kensington Secondary School, a government-aided school. Again, we conducted a workshop after our performance today, only this time we only had to tend to a group of about 30, and since it was such a small group, Mrs Creffield led both the AC students and the Kensington students in the workshop.
After Kensington, we made a quick stopover at the hotel before carrying on with sightseeing. Lunch at Wandie's was a particularly noisy event, thanks to Gloria's 'neh-neh' game. Otherwise, the day was dedicated to the history of South Africa. We travelled to the historic town of Soweto and visited the Hector Pieterson Memorial and Museum. For the uninformed (like me before coming to Soweto), one of the most prominent memories of the apartheid times of South Africa was the picture of the body of Hector Pieterson, a black school boy, carried down the street with his sister running alongside him, shot during the June 1976 uprising. Hector's sister still lives today, occasionally giving tour guides at the museum (we saw her at the museum). After the trip to the museum, we took a short bus ride down to Nelson Mandela's former house in Soweto, a small brick house like all the other houses in the neighbourhood.
Having spent the afternoon basking in the history of South Africa, we made another trip back to the hotel to change into something cool for dinner that night. We were going to a jazz club in downtown Johannesburg called Blues Room. Everybody was decked out in their best and positively excited as we headed down the stairs into the pub cum restaurant. The food was nice, but amazingly slow, so much so that Mrs Oei's and my order for the main course came after everyone else had finished their meals. The performances were also literally ear-deafening; other than the R & B performance which came first, the rest were rock performances.
Needless to say, by the end of the night, most (if not all) of the alumni guys were pretty much drunk. It was still lots of fun. Kind of glad tomorrow's a rest day too.
To be continued
After Kensington, we made a quick stopover at the hotel before carrying on with sightseeing. Lunch at Wandie's was a particularly noisy event, thanks to Gloria's 'neh-neh' game. Otherwise, the day was dedicated to the history of South Africa. We travelled to the historic town of Soweto and visited the Hector Pieterson Memorial and Museum. For the uninformed (like me before coming to Soweto), one of the most prominent memories of the apartheid times of South Africa was the picture of the body of Hector Pieterson, a black school boy, carried down the street with his sister running alongside him, shot during the June 1976 uprising. Hector's sister still lives today, occasionally giving tour guides at the museum (we saw her at the museum). After the trip to the museum, we took a short bus ride down to Nelson Mandela's former house in Soweto, a small brick house like all the other houses in the neighbourhood.
Having spent the afternoon basking in the history of South Africa, we made another trip back to the hotel to change into something cool for dinner that night. We were going to a jazz club in downtown Johannesburg called Blues Room. Everybody was decked out in their best and positively excited as we headed down the stairs into the pub cum restaurant. The food was nice, but amazingly slow, so much so that Mrs Oei's and my order for the main course came after everyone else had finished their meals. The performances were also literally ear-deafening; other than the R & B performance which came first, the rest were rock performances.
Needless to say, by the end of the night, most (if not all) of the alumni guys were pretty much drunk. It was still lots of fun. Kind of glad tomorrow's a rest day too.
To be continued
yours truly, tobias at 11:16 pm
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