It is one thing to claim art is transformative and yet another to witness the transformation.On our first day of performances, we made our way to Memorial Square as scheduled. As we started to perform "Sea Anemone." We began to hear two people arguing quite loudly. I felt uncomfortable but as a group we kept dancing. Their young boy, maybe about five years old, walked closer to us, sat down and watched us dance. I remember hearing one person say, "What are they doing?"
The Arguing stopped.
After we performed the woman commented that she had taken Highland dance and Jazz as a child but now she lives on the streets. She commented that she enjoyed watching us dance and hoped to catch us again next week.
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