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10:30am - First School
You hear the name Saint Monica's, and you automatically assume a nice, religious image full of nice people. As our two mini-buses pulled up outside, it appeared to be a nice school. We jumped out, eager, and were shown to the reception. Here, there were mounted crosses and even a framed photograph of someone shaking hands with the pope! Then assisted to the theatre, all I could think was how easy this would be.
We expressed a lot of interest in our surroundings, and warmed up, no-one was missing, it seemed to be going near perfect. Then we were told to go to the toilet if we needed it. Two mates and I went in one that positively reeked of pot. We got a lot of funny looks on the corridor trip back. But we weren't allowed back in to the theatre the way we left. We had to cut through the canteen. As We're walking through, I can't help but notice three guys giving evils.
"F***ing look at 'em. F***ing pr!cks!" could be heard, but I thought nothing of it.
"F***ing look at 'em in their f***ing scruffy, black shoes. F***ing scrubbers." My mates left me, but I wasn't standing for it. Automatic reaction, I turned around and went:
"You f***ing what, mate!?" We stared at each other. I couldn't hit him, I'd be thrown off the course, but he wouldn't come and hit me. I went back to the theatre.
Once we were performing, it seemed okay, but I could hear sniggers. A girl named Jaynie said her line, "Is my hair really that frizzy?" to which someone shouted back:
"Yeah, it is."
Then Jade, the largest member of the group stepped forward and delivered her bit. She bullies a girl who claims not to have eaten her sweets. As the bullied girl shouted "I never ate them," a wise-ass could be heard saying:
"No, but she did."
It was still a good performance, though, and we got back in the mini-buses. Neither would start for atleast fifteen minutes. We then discovered that some cocky b@st@rds had unplugged our fuel cables.
1:00pm - Second School
A great audience but a wooden performance, people kept slipping up, and we got such a rollocking afterwards.
I shall post each day's performances in this thread for the next two weeks.
You hear the name Saint Monica's, and you automatically assume a nice, religious image full of nice people. As our two mini-buses pulled up outside, it appeared to be a nice school. We jumped out, eager, and were shown to the reception. Here, there were mounted crosses and even a framed photograph of someone shaking hands with the pope! Then assisted to the theatre, all I could think was how easy this would be.
We expressed a lot of interest in our surroundings, and warmed up, no-one was missing, it seemed to be going near perfect. Then we were told to go to the toilet if we needed it. Two mates and I went in one that positively reeked of pot. We got a lot of funny looks on the corridor trip back. But we weren't allowed back in to the theatre the way we left. We had to cut through the canteen. As We're walking through, I can't help but notice three guys giving evils.
"F***ing look at 'em. F***ing pr!cks!" could be heard, but I thought nothing of it.
"F***ing look at 'em in their f***ing scruffy, black shoes. F***ing scrubbers." My mates left me, but I wasn't standing for it. Automatic reaction, I turned around and went:
"You f***ing what, mate!?" We stared at each other. I couldn't hit him, I'd be thrown off the course, but he wouldn't come and hit me. I went back to the theatre.
Once we were performing, it seemed okay, but I could hear sniggers. A girl named Jaynie said her line, "Is my hair really that frizzy?" to which someone shouted back:
"Yeah, it is."
Then Jade, the largest member of the group stepped forward and delivered her bit. She bullies a girl who claims not to have eaten her sweets. As the bullied girl shouted "I never ate them," a wise-ass could be heard saying:
"No, but she did."
It was still a good performance, though, and we got back in the mini-buses. Neither would start for atleast fifteen minutes. We then discovered that some cocky b@st@rds had unplugged our fuel cables.
1:00pm - Second School
A great audience but a wooden performance, people kept slipping up, and we got such a rollocking afterwards.
I shall post each day's performances in this thread for the next two weeks.
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You f***ing what, mate!?
Ahhhh ... heckling.
Is there a greater sport?
Is there a greater sport?
The Hibernator wrote:
> I dunno...
>
> Tomorrow, we go to a place called Derby. It's meant to be pretty
> rough. If the atmosphere isn't just right, I know people'll be put
> off.
Oi, I live in Derby, tis not that bad, tho' it does kind of depend on which School you end up at, could end up at mine... So you know where its gonna be?
> I dunno...
>
> Tomorrow, we go to a place called Derby. It's meant to be pretty
> rough. If the atmosphere isn't just right, I know people'll be put
> off.
Oi, I live in Derby, tis not that bad, tho' it does kind of depend on which School you end up at, could end up at mine... So you know where its gonna be?
Tomoose wrote:
> The Hibernator wrote:
> I dunno...
>
> Tomorrow, we go to a place called Derby. It's meant to be pretty
> rough. If the atmosphere isn't just right, I know people'll be put
> off.
>
> Oi, I live in Derby, tis not that bad, tho' it does kind of depend on
> which School you end up at, could end up at mine... So you know where
> its gonna be?
Derby High in Manchester, not in actual Derby :^)
> The Hibernator wrote:
> I dunno...
>
> Tomorrow, we go to a place called Derby. It's meant to be pretty
> rough. If the atmosphere isn't just right, I know people'll be put
> off.
>
> Oi, I live in Derby, tis not that bad, tho' it does kind of depend on
> which School you end up at, could end up at mine... So you know where
> its gonna be?
Derby High in Manchester, not in actual Derby :^)
Day Three
After what seemed a wasted morning in college, we advanced to Derby High.
It had the atmosphere of a sports hall, but it had a proper stage. Even better, we got to use it, we've been used to doing it on the floor. Problem was that the lights above us were really bright, the area was too small, and the back wall was very brightly painted.
My group performed our piece on prejudice and took to the bright wall at the back. I was sweating so profusedly, I had to keep mopping myself, I could feel it trickling down my back. It was so hot, I was breathing really heavily, and it didn't help that I was staring point-blank at a glow-in-the-dark wall. I was going light-headed, I felt like I was gonna faint. But I held up and made it to the end. I was one of the lucky ones. Loads of other people went faint too, one girl even did faint. It affected our work, and didn't do wonders for our morale.
We limped home...
After what seemed a wasted morning in college, we advanced to Derby High.
It had the atmosphere of a sports hall, but it had a proper stage. Even better, we got to use it, we've been used to doing it on the floor. Problem was that the lights above us were really bright, the area was too small, and the back wall was very brightly painted.
My group performed our piece on prejudice and took to the bright wall at the back. I was sweating so profusedly, I had to keep mopping myself, I could feel it trickling down my back. It was so hot, I was breathing really heavily, and it didn't help that I was staring point-blank at a glow-in-the-dark wall. I was going light-headed, I felt like I was gonna faint. But I held up and made it to the end. I was one of the lucky ones. Loads of other people went faint too, one girl even did faint. It affected our work, and didn't do wonders for our morale.
We limped home...
JFH wrote:
> Only one performance today? Should be perfect tomorrow, third time
> lucky (third day lucky anyway).
I won't bother jinxing your next performance.
> Only one performance today? Should be perfect tomorrow, third time
> lucky (third day lucky anyway).
I won't bother jinxing your next performance.
LOL. Cheers.
Actually, today may have been our third day, but our third performance was yesterday - and that was excellent. So, you were kind of right.
(You big jinx)
(You big jinx)
How many performances are there to do in all?
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