I recently returned from a three day trip to Montreal where I hosted an event
organized by "Ishaka", a Burundian traditional dance group from Ottawa. This is
the second time that these ladies have asked me to be the MC of their
event.
The trip was also an opportunity to get away from the usual and get a
little bit of rest. The event was phenomenal. It was close to perfection. The
group's preparedness, their professionalism and their excellence made me feel
proud to be Burundian. I have hosted many events over the past years, but I have
never experienced anything like this. I had the opportunity to work with
backstage producers, sound engineers and stage managers...It was a blast!
The beautiful Theatre Outremont was full to capacity and the crowd was
really into it. The music and the dances were well performed by the young ladies
with their beautiful smiles. I could tell they were having fun.
As I arrived early to the venue for the rehearsals, I was moved to tears
while watching them perform a Burundian traditional dance over Bob Marley's song
"One love". Wow! It was something. When the real show was about to wrap up,
my good friends Nicolas and Kijanya performed a song accompanied by the famous
Burundian drummers. Man, I can't stop thinking about it. It was a great
moment.
From what I could see, these ladies took their passion very seriously. They
worked long and hard and asked for help when needed. Most of all, they worked
perfectly as a team with no ego involved; and if I am not mistaken, this is the recipe for success. Find a passion,
work hard, have fun while doing it, be humble to ask for help when needed and
shoot for excellence. Ishaka does it, and they do it so
well.
Thanks a lot ladies for your inspiration. You made my day
on Saturday!
Moral of the story? How about you tell me?
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Where do I start? I don't really know. As I am waiting for my flight at Kigali airport, with tears in my eyes, I am thinking about the last few days. There are no words that can explain what I have experienced in this month of December 2010. As Phil Collins said, it's another day in paradise. The person who said that words are powerful was so right. It took a few words from my then girlfriend, now wife (are you kidding me!!!!), to start a series of events that led me to this moment. She just said: “Honey, this long distance thing is killing me”. Having been in a couple of long distance relationships, I knew what she meant. This time, it was different. I had to do something, otherwise, this relationship would end up like the other ones. I had promised myself to do whatever it took to make this one work. As I hung up the phone, I thought I had to move mountains. I had to find a way to meet her. Originally, my intention was to visit her in July 2011, however, this felt like a cent
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