TOURING EDUCATIONAL THEATRE

Available for your school
February, 2011- June 2012

LANGSTON HUGHES: AN AMERICAN CELEBRATION
ARTS EDUCATIONPROGRAM

THE SHOW
Langston Hughes: An American Celebration celebrates the life and work of one of the great writers of the Harlem Renaissance.  Infused with music by Fats Waller, Duke Ellington, Billie Holiday, Irving Berlin, Harold Arlen and Kurt Weil to bring to life Langston Hughes’ poetic and autobiographical writings.

Bring this Production along with  (3) THREE 45 minute Arts Education Workshops to your :School, afterschool program, church, scout troop, Community center, Greek organization, youth program, etc.

We can even assist in fundraising, Many discount opportunities available
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A Negro Speaks of Rivers
I've known rivers:
I've known rivers ancient as the world and older than the
flow of human blood in human veins
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young
I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.
I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln
went down to New Orleans, and I've seen its muddy
bosom turn all golden in the sunset

I've known rivers:
Ancient, dusky rivers.

My soul has grown deep like the rivers.

 The production was phenomenal. It really brought the material home. The lesson plans were great and easy to implement. The entire experience was a tremendous asset socially and educationally.

- Amy Roat ,fifth grade public school teacher.

What happens to a dream differred? Does it dry up like a rasin in the Sun? or fester like a sore and then run? Does it Stink like rotten meat-orcrust and syrup over like a sugary sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy load or does it just explode.

Mother to Son

Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor—
Bare.
But all the time
I'se been a-climbin' on,
And reachin' landin's,
And turnin' corners,
And sometimes goin' in the dark
Where there ain't been no light.
So, boy, don't you turn back.
Don't you set down on the steps.
'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.
Don't you fall now—
For I'se still goin', honey,
I'se still climbin',
And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.

Phynjuar in her New York Times critically acclaimed performance as lady in yellow in Theatre Double's production of for colored girls who have considered suicide when the rainbow is enuf(www.yellowcaseartist.com)