Story telling on the market square

There is something about African stories and legends I find fascinating. Riddled with proverbs, often a lesson to learn from it, mixed with songs and dances, imitations and lots of facial expressions...
Yesterday, we attended une soirée de contes on the main square of the coastal village of Grand Bassam, with three story tellers and a (rather mediocre) poet.
It drew hundreds of kids, listening with various degrees of concentration, and many adults, commenting and criticizing each story and the techniques used by each teller.
My personal favorite was the first one, Floppy, a young lady with a lot of energy and focus, and some dance steps and songs mingled into with her stories.
My favorite proverb of the evening was: "Celui qui a la diarrhée, ne craint pas l'obscurité..." ("He who has diarrhea does not fear the darkness"). Not exactly sure what it means, but it sounds great.

I wish I could say the evening was improvised, and that people just randomly got up and started sharing stories for the delight of the audience. However, it was actually part of a street festival (Festival des arts de la Rue) taking place this weekend in Grand Bassam, with magicians, body builders, music and all kinds of performances. Hence, there was special lighting, sound system, some of the story tellers came from far, even Equatorial Guinea, which all made it great and more professional, but in a way I regretted not stumbling across this kind of event by chance... We also met up with Pierre-Jean, a French DJ, friend of a friend, who had traveled down from Ouagadougou to perform his set...
Next day however, the rain prevented us from doing much...