Drama Soliloquy - Inferiority

In our life, no matter who you are, there will be at least once in your life that you will or have felt inferior. We have various reasons for getting inferior, your colleague getting credit for what he hasn't done, for someone getting a medal which you think you should have gotten, for someone getting a new toy you were dying to buy. 


It was a unique experience for me in class, since we every student had to create their own soliloquy, and it was interesting how different people had different experiences to share/ make up.


Below is a soliloquy I wrote for Drama, showing my understanding of what being inferior feels like. Of course, this was not based on a true event, and was only made up for fun.


Soliloquy - Why does she get more than me? Why does she get more time than I do? She's no different, she's just a student. Unless, I'm better than her. That's right, you bloody know it, you know damn right I'm better than her!

Candy Man - Roald Dahl

I don't read poems often, I'm not even sure this piece of writing by Roald Dahl is even classified as a poem or not. But I guess I'll call it a poem for now.

As you know Roald Dahl writes stories and 'poems' for young child readers. I haven't read any of his books yet, apart from Boy which we studied in our English class. But apart from that I haven't picked up any of his books. I hope to pick one up soon, after I finish reading The Adventures of Tom Sawyer (Mark Twain).

Just one or two months back, I remember hearing my friend perform this poem for our Trinity Exams. Our Trinity Exams are a effective way to practice your public speaking abilities in front of a unknown audience. A examiner flew all the way from London to come visit our school. It was a optional choice of weather to take part in it. And one-third of our class took part in revising four minutes of solid writing. We were given the span of two months to memorize four minutes of writing, one prose and the other a poem. (Note - I did not take part).

But anyways, I was interested in a piece of poem that my friend chose (which is the Candy Man) - Roald Dahl. Just because it was a nice and simple piece of writing that reflects someone being happy. It gave me the feeling of being a young kid in Primary School.

Candy Man - Roald Dahl

Who can take a sunrise, sprinkle it with dew

Cover it in chocolate and a miracle or two

The candy man, the candy man can

The candy man can 'cause he mixes it with love

And makes the world taste good

Who can take a rainbow, wrap it in a sigh

Soak it in the sun and make a strawberry–lemon pie

The candy man, the candy man can

The candy man can 'cause he mixes it with love

And makes the world taste good

Willy Wonka makes everything he bakes

Satisfying and delicious

Talk about your childhood wishes

You can even eat the dishes

Who can take tomorrow, dip it in a dream

Separate the sorrow and collect up all the cream

The candy man, the candy man can

The candy man can 'cause he mixes it with love

And makes the world taste good

And the world tastes good'

Cause the candy man thinks it should


If your interested in viewing my friends blog please go and check it out!
Her name is Phyllis and she has a lot of content that can be interesting!
Hoped you enjoy.

If I Was A Superhero

Have you ever thought of what you would like to be in the future when you get older? What kind of occupation would you like to be? Lot of parents would want their children to be doctors, lawyers, dentists, jobs that make a lot of cash... But have you thought of wanting to be a superhero? It may sound stupidly fiction, but its just funny and creative you know!  All the superpowers are quite silly but that was just made for the sake of fun.. So enjoy as usual!

ReSpawn

I have the ability to seek through walls, have infrared vision; I can fly 10 times the speed of sound. My fists are as powerful as a cannon. I have the power of staying under water for 4 hours… And I do not have to eat for 15 days without water either. I have ears, which will pick up every word you say from a 5-kilometer radius, so watch what you say! My brain is made of organic material, and has faster calculations and speed than any computer on the planet.

I also can lift up heavy weight objects such as a cargo container. But the most important thing is, I will protect my country at all costs.

And to all those bad villains out there;

I will look for you,I will find you,

And I will put you behind bars,

If that's not enough for you, I will destroy you.

Stillness Speaks - Eckhart Tolle

I realize that I have posted a post that has the same title as above. But this is the other prose I was talking about. And the prose was taken out of the first page of this book. This is the other piece I had to recite:

When you lose touch with inner stillness, you lose touch with yourself. When you lose touch with yourself, you lose yourself in the world. 


Your innermost sense of self, of who you are, is inseparable from stillness. This is the I Am that is deeper than name and form.


                                                    ~
Stillness is your essential nature. What is stillness? The inner space or awareness in which the words on this page are being perceived and become thoughts. Without that awareness, there would be no perception, no thoughts, no world.


You are that awareness, disguised as a person.


                                                     ~
The equivalent of external noise is the inner noise of thinking. The equivalent of external silence is inner stillness.


Whenever there is some silence around you – listen to it. That just means notice it. Pay attention to it. Listening to silence awakens the dimensions of stillness within yourself, because it is only through stillness that you can be aware of silence.


See that in the moment of noticing the silence around you, you are not thinking. You are aware, but not thinking. 


                                                    ~
When you become aware of silence, immediately there is that state of inner still alertness. You are present. You have stepped out of thousands of years of collective conditioning. 


                                                    ~
Look at a tree, a flower, a plant. Let your awareness rest upon it. How still they are, how deeply rooted in Being. Allow nature to teach you stillness. 



I understand that some readers will not necessarily like this prose, as the book is a spiritual and in a way religious book which not every reader likes to read. Eckhart Tolle teaches you how to be happy in life. The book gives you a good feeling to feel calm in any circumstances. 


Hope you enjoyed it, but I do understand some readers don't like such books. Thanks! 

The Charge of The Light Brigade

For IL ( I understand that for almost all posts I start with For English... For ICT... For Drama... and what not) but please bare with me for one last time. Anyways, For IL we were to recite 2 pieces of 2 minute texts. One prose, and one poem.

I chose the poem The Charge of The Light Brigade (not that I knew it or had recited it already.) But because I remembered from the movie 'The Blind Side' Sean Tuohy supposedly Michael Oher's biological father read out the first 30 seconds of this poem. And when I watched the movie it really was a moving and  a little emotional story for me. And I remembered the poem name and it was interesting how he read the poem out aloud and explained it to Michael and applied it to a American football context.

The poem is written by Alfred Lord Tennyson, and it is in a way dedicated to the men who fought in The Battle of Balaclava on October 25th 1854 in the Crimean War.

The poem goes like this:

Half a league, half a league,

Half a league onward,

All in the valley of Death

Rode the six hundred.

"Forward the Light Brigade!

Charge for the guns!" he said:

Into the valley of Death 

Rode the six hundred.

"Forward the Light Brigade!"

Was there a man dismay'd?

Not tho' the soldier knew

Someone had blunder'd:

Theirs not to make reply,

Theirs not to reason why,

Theirs but to do and die:

Into the valley of Death

Rode the six hundred.

Cannon to the right of them,

Cannon to the left of them,

Cannon in front of them

Volley'd and thunder'd;

Storm'd at with shot and shell,

Boldly they rode and well,

Into the Jaws of Death,

Into the Mouth of Hell

Rode the six hundred.

Flash'd all their sabres bare,

Flash'd as they turned in air,

Sabring the gunners there,

Charging an army, while 

All the world wonder'd:

Plunged into the battery-smoke

Right through the line they broke;

Cossack and Russian 

Reel'd from the Sabre stroke

Shatter'd and sunder'd.

Then they rode back, but not

Not the six hundred

Cannon to right of them,

Cannon to left of them,

Cannon behind them

Volley'd and thunder'd

Storm'd at with shot and shell,

While horse and hero fell,

They that had fought so well

Came thro' the Jaws of Death

Back from the Mouth of Hell,

All that was left of them,

Left of six hundred.

When can their glory fade?

O' the wild charge they made!

All the world wondered.

Honor the charge they made,

Honor the Light Brigade,

Noble six hundred.

Hope you enjoyed the poem. I will also post the other piece of prose that I had to memorize around tomorrow. 

Drama Classwork - Othello Lesson 6

Our Drama lesson objective for this lesson was to: highlight the theme of Redemption, but in our own modern day context from Othello.



I do understand that this text can be seemingly similar to a chunk of boring text. But I would like to share with you my work. As this is the longest piece of writing I have ever written so far, and it analyzes how I have created my drama performance.

I am also very proud of this, and I have spent quite a lot of time on this.

Please enjoy.

Drama Classwork - Othello Lesson 2

Lesson objectives:

I will have learn how to highlight the theme of difference in Othello using the drama skills of narration and synchronized movements.

According to Shakespeares' play Othello, Othello was a general of the army (this was a long time ago in terms of date), and he had been a hero to the Venice society, he had taken on many larger, stronger and tougher army than his, but had overcome all of them. He brought back victory.

But when he was trying to be social, he was not accepted despite he had victorious fights and clashes with other countries and armies. He was not accepted, because he was a black man (Not at all am I trying to be racist). In the Venice society, he was treated differently because of the difference of his skin color.

Our Drama teacher explained and told us that it is good to be different. If we were no different, we would all have the same color, same eyes, same appearance, same hobbies, same IQ etc. A good example is International Schools, students have different ethnic backgrounds, different cultural religions, come from different countries, different genders etc.

If we were all the same, we would all wake up at the same time, all play football at the same time, would go have a shower at the same time. And in fact, if we were all the same, there would be no difference. The consequence we might need to face if we were all the same were we would all just stand there and do nothing.