A several decades ago, framed by the skyline of Detroit, a team of about 15 youngsters resettled as refugees from the Center East and Africa leapt and twirled close to, waving blue, pink and white streamers via the air.
The captivating scene was powerfully symbolic. Each and every streamer held a negative assumed, emotion or memory that the children experienced penned down on the streamers. On cue and in unison, the little ones unveiled their streamers into the air, then sat down close by. Then they collected up the fallen streamers, which carried their collective struggles and hardships, threw them