During this busy time of multiple transitions in my family, last night I attended my youngest child's 8th grade play. They performed " The Birds" by Aristophanes from 414 B.C.
It is funny, as a friend and I were saying today, how we keep reliving these comedic human dramas over and over in our current lives. Here is an example of a play from 2,027 years ago that is every bit as current as, say, The Daily Show.
Yet almost none among us knows that. Literature is, alas, among the deeply lost arts.
In any event, Julia played three roles, as an owl, a priest and an inspector. As the priest, she wore an old Afghan robe I bought some 43 years ago. I believe it is an Uzbek robe. Men wore it loosely, never using the sleeves, over their long loose shirts and pants.
They probably still do.
That would be the middle photo below.
The Owl.
The Priest.
The Inspector.
Today I gave her the robe, one of my few remaining artifacts from my years as a Peace Corps Volunteer in Afghanistan. I originally gave it to my Dad. I think this is the first time it has been used in a dramatic performance.
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