Thursday, December 22nd before Christmas we went to the women´s prison where our teens presented the Christmas Story acting it out in dialogue and song. This was a huge success! Another church was there with donations of clothing (the residents wear normal clothes) and food, so almost the entire prison was present. They sang along to traditional Honduran Christmas carols and seemed to thoroughly enjoy the presentation. One of the babies (women with children under the age of two are allowed to have their babies so that they can nurse and care for them) was Jesus. He was perfect. After being passed from one teen to another while we got ready (we were 20 in total), he slept soundly in my arms for the entire presentation until his grand moment when the angle placed him in the cresh. At the finale he woke up to raise his little hands in the air and then fall asleep again. After the show, he returned to his mother who was beeming with pride. The afternoon ended with an impromptu game of soccer with our teens and many of the women.
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| Bus to the Women´s Prison |
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| Stage in the openair pavillion at the prison |
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| Little Baby Jesus Sleeping |
Friday, December 23rd we presented the show in out patio. We invited everyone we talked to in the days leading up to the show and at my last count, 117 people came, with more arriving during the show. The teens loved it and performed even better in our house than in the prison. And the crowd enjoyed it also. Everyone sang along to the carols which served as an interlude between each scene. At the end, we all ate the Honduran version of our tamales, Nacatamales, and drank coke and mingled. It seems like to whole neighborhood pitched in to the dinner. Some donated a chicken, others a bottle of soda or a bag or rice. Others gave money to cover the cost and others worked for two days making the food. In my eyes, it was a huge success.
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Our cresh with banana palms
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Finale!
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