In an open space in Palmridge township, three clowns from Clowns Without Borders South Africa gathered a large crowd of children on their way home from school. Fish dazzled them with his magic tricks and juggling feats, while Nabia and I mingled in amongst them as clowns. In no time, there was over a hundred curious children circling us, pushing to be part of the action. Thinking on our feet, we decided to take a group each to disperse some of the excitable energy. It is a fine balancing act to manage and hold this kind of space and so we ended up facilitating activities such as song, dance, call and response and follow the leader. At some point I stepped aside, took off my nose and sat quietly on a bench, watching the scene unfold. However, I was not alone. A sea of smiling, open faces surrounded me. The children sat by my side, patient and loyal, even when I wasn’t doing anything. I was deeply touched by this. Looking into their eyes, I realised that a little love goes a long way.