It was a gorgeous sunny day. I woke up tired and remembered that yesterday my first grade teacher Mrs.Roderick, told us that our class was picking the play we were going to perform. I had a really nice breakfast, steaming eggs with toast. As I was racing to the bus my mom yelled, "Have a good day." The play that my teacher introduced to us was a year around tradition. One part that is sometimes not the same every year is she chooses the plays different, so that every year there's a variety of plays. Also different classes will sometimes have other plays than others. When I boarded the bus, I was thinking of what play I was going to do. I was really nervous. When I was sitting on the bus everyone was talking about the …show more content…
I whispered toBrian "This is gonna be embarrasing being in a girl play." So we started rehearsing, we had to pull the princess in a wagon. It's really supposed to be the taxi. I could'nt believe the play was tonight I am so nervous. When we were done rehearsing Mrs.Roderick told us to bring our packets that have our lines in to study. "But the plays at 7:00," a girl in the background hollered. "Yes it is, you have now and then to study," Mrs.Roderick answered. The bell rang, normally I was excited that schools over but today i'm not I really do not want to go to the play tonight. When I got home my mom picked out my closed. Of course she had it all nice and neat and ready for tonight. I started studying my lines and after all, it wasn't so hard but I bet tonight will be. My mom hollered to my dad hurry up, and get ready so we aren't late for my play. I jumped in the car and asked my dad "Do you think the play will be hard?" "Not at all just try your best and everything will be fine," dad replied When we got to the school I ran out of the car and ran up to Brian. "You ready," I
Within the excerpt from "The Boston Girl," Anita Diamant tells the story of Miss Chevalier, the woman who does it all, and a young girl named Addie, whom Miss Chevalier invites to recite a poem at a local presentation. The author, Anita Diamant, uses emotional appeal to convey Miss Chevalier's compassionate nature. The author uses authentic literal connections to convey emotion to the audience. Miss Chevalier is a woman for the town, she does what she needs to do to keep the town up and running.
“Play for me.” When Sylvie Parrish was seven years old, she often dreamed of the sky. The sky had always filled her with longing, though for what she was never sure. The harsh whorls of blues and blacks painted behind stark spots of yellow, the moon a sliver of an object emitting a warm glow onto the land below. The sky was a kingdom; a palace for the heroes of myth to live on forever.
Kaze... baby... :( I'm so sorry. I'm really sorry... For leaving you without saying any words, for worrying you... for... for everything. It's just that a lot happened to me.
In the excerpt The Boston Girl, Miss Chevalier organizes a book club at the library for girls to attend. The author, Anita Daimant develops Miss Chevalier's compassionate nature character trait by utilizing the interactions she has with Addie, who is a part of the library club for girls. The first interaction occurs at the beginning when Miss Chevalier checks in on the club. Miss Chevalier presents Addie with an exciting opportunity to "recite the whole poem to the Saturday Club."
Later I would find out that was not the only reason he worked that god-forsaken job. "Pretty good game huh? " I asked. "I haven't been watching but I've been listening. It sounds like our defense is playing better than they have been," Roman said as he continued to scrape.
I jumped Up with Joy finally realizing what she just said. ” Everybody find who you’re going to sit with for the Entire trip“, “I GOT ALAYSIA, I GOT JALIYAH”, we both screamed then eventually we headed to the bus. As we headed to the bus we stood by our friends to make sure we all sat together. And of course we Did, we Were all soooo happy that we all went into the bus at one
Cierra Foley “Do Black Patent Leather Shoes Really Reflect Up?” That is the question, posed by the University of St. Thomas Drama Department in their fall show. The Catholic university is showing a Catholic-themed play that gives the audience a glimpse into a world of a private Catholic schools in the 50s and 60s. It tackles many questions and adventures school children experience as they are raised in the strict and traditional interpretation of Catholicism.
Usually the bus takes us to school, we would compete, and the bus will drive us all back. I asked Mom to pick me up today, but she is working today. I stare out the window, watching the scenery outside pass by. There is a din growing inside of the bus, normally I would be a part of it, if I had a friend with me. The girls in front of me are talking about all the vacations they took when they were little.
Standing on the dark stage, I took deep, slow breaths to calm my nerves. My stomach did somersaults and my hands shook. Fidgeting with my pink peasant top and ankle length yellow floral skirt, I made eye contact with my fellow actors. The closed curtain was the only thing separating us from an audience of five hundred people. One would think that after three months of rehearsals I would feel prepared for this, but I didn’t.
After I had performed a few times in class to my coach and my peers, I knew I was ready. Nixa High School held the first tournament that I had ever competed in. I first had to make it through two rounds of preliminaries to advance to the semifinals. After my first two performances, I was feeling confident. As soon as the results were posted, I saw that I had advanced to semifinals.
I completely forgot about my audition while we played, but after we left I suddenly remembered it. I was nervous all over again. The audition room for the trombones was just down the hall from the band room. So it was a short walk, but it seemed like forever.
12 year-old Carrie, pay less attention to things that don 't matter. The boy you think you can 't live without today? Well...you won 't so much as remember his name. He 'll be replaced with a man you 'll love heart and soul but would never pick for yourself,so stop trying so hard. And I know you think you 're not smart enough, but get an education anyway; tenacity will push you every time you 're afraid.
Want to come?” I shrugged, “Sure.” We walked out of the gates of school and into the freedom of the rest of the world. We crossed the street to the sidewalk on the other side and found ourselves walking right next to Deuridge Middle School. Abby shuddered, “I hated that place.”
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! The sound of my alarm blowing up in my ear at six in the morning, forcing me to wake up! I opened my eye and had a smile on my face when I remembered we were leaving to Outer Banks, North Carolina!
“The Play That Goes Wrong” required a very detailed strategic plan of the arranged props and set design that actors need to follow in their performance. I believe the performers did a marvelous job in following the detailed choreography of the show. One of the most memorable cast members was Nancy Zamit. She played Annie the stage manager, who took the spotlight when she was forced into playing Charles’ fiancée named Sandra because the original female lead got "knocked unconscious” in the middle of the play. As terribly shy as she was, Zamit intensified the enjoyment of the audience as her character was reading off lines from pages of the script very awkwardly and awfully in an unfitted red dress and wig.