Magic Show at West Farms

magic show

This pass Tuesday the children went to West Farms Library to see a magic show. They had high expectations…a little too high for the magicians. After seeing the first few tricks, Brianna yelled out: “How about doing some real magic? Pull a rabbit out of your hat!!”

This comment was ignored and since I was a bit far from her, I could not get her attention to tell her to stop yelling out.

Time passed and after a water trick (the magician ‘turned’ water red, however, the kids saw the Kool-Aid powder at the bottom of the cup) Brianna yelled out: how about turning your entire body green?!

This thought provoked everyone and before long, the entire body of teens and young children were chanting: TURN GREEN!! TURN GREEN!!

This made the magician stop the show to tell his audience that unfortunately, that was one trick he could not do. At these words the kids calmed down and the show continued.

Pretty Soon the kids next to me, turned to me and asked: Is this all of their tricks? I thought it was going to be a circus! They are not real…I had begun to feel like they wanted to leave. However, every time the magicians pulled a new trick out the hat, they had the children’s attention.

Seeing a magic show requires one to pay close attention to the act and quick thinking. While the children did not get all the acts, the ones that they did get made them feel powerful.

Street Magic on Calle Florida (Florida St.)

Street Magic

Calle Florida is a famous tourist shopping drag. This is where I brought sweaters for my best friends and chic clothing for myself. This is also where I ate the best pizza I ever had!

Every time we went, there was a lot going on. This photo was taken on a Sunday. This magician carried all of his supplies, set up ambiance really quickly and tricked all who wanted to be tricked!

I also saw tango dancers, marionettist, and singers. Calle Florida was constantly alive with a spirit of hustling…. if that can be a spirit.

The greatest hustlers were ┬áthe people who weaved in and out of the crowd saying ‘cambio?, cambio?’. I learned what cambio meant just from walking down Calle Flordia. Dr. Anderson had warned us not to give any of them our money to change.