Второй модуль годовой программы обучения плейбэк театру в Берлине.
28 чудесных ребят со всего мира. От Коста Рики до Колумбии, от Ливерпуля до Канады.

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The second module of the year program of playback theater in Berlin.
28 wonderful students from all over the world. From Costa Rica to Colombia, from Liverpool to Canada.

When you travel on a yacht with a friend who is opera singer and your colleagues from VOZDUKH.

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Когда путешествуешь на яхте со своими друзьями, которые на такой же волне сумасшедшинки

Еще немного кусочков с перфа

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Beats from the performance

A performance for Germany's Reunification Day

It was 11 months after the fall of the wall. Many people cried, but for everyone it was a different reason for tears.

Traditionally, bits and pieces of stories from the performance:

? When the wall fell, we were working, and we didn't believe it. They said: the wall fell! And we had to finish our shift at work. I came home and fell asleep and it wasn't until the next day that I realized what had happened. I was able to see my relatives again, who had gone to the west.

? I ran to a square in Berlin. There were many unusual cars from the GDR standing there. I knocked on their windows and asked: where are you from? I cried and kept asking.

✈️ I was driving here today for a performance and heard so many different accents. I realized that this is incredibly valuable, that Germany is not just for me, but for different people. It's very scary to lose that with radical right-wing sentiment.

?‍? I fanatically believed in socialism back then, believed it was for the good of us all. But then it all crashed and I realized that I had only seen a small part of how things really were. Now I don't believe any ideology, no matter what part of my country that ideology is from.

? And I remember the propaganda leaflets: in the west you can smoke wherever you want, and there is a lot of dancing and sex. And women don't work there. I dreamed of going there. And when I got there, I realized that many things are not as I imagined.

? We were all given 100 euro vouchers when we crossed the border from the GDR into the FRG. It was a gift, but it was a bit humiliating.....

? I stuttered and my parents wanted to send me to a boarding school for retarded children. In the GDR they didn't know how to handle it any other way. It was a terrible time for me. Then I went to a public school, I was not allowed to speak and was only told to write so as not to take up the teachers' time. When the wall fell, I had a chance at a different kind of life. Back then in the west this was treated and it was normal. Now I tell this story and I don't even stutter, you see. I stopped being afraid when I moved and the stuttering went away.

? It's been so many years and pensions are still different in the east and west.

? We wanted to be free and respect differences, really wish we didn't lose that.

And lastly a story told behind the curtains:

I lived in the GDR and from childhood I dreamed of becoming an engineer, but I ended up being put as a forester. And when I tried to go after my dream again - I was promoted to protect the Communist Party.
The Berlin Wall came down, and people with trunks full of guns started coming into our forests to shoot animals from the FRG. It was that moment when there was chaos and the laws were not clear. Their guns cost more than my car. I was asking them to stop, saying you can't shoot animals here, what are you doing? And they accused me of defending a country that never existed, the GDR.
No, I was just protecting our forest.