Auditions {Junior and Senior theater students}
Aug 3, 2008 15:18:28 GMT -5
Post by Bridget Allen on Aug 3, 2008 15:18:28 GMT -5
((Note: If anyone wants to know the play they are doing before Bridget actually tells the students what they are doing, PM me and I will send you a link to the play.))
Bridget sighed softly as she walked up to the Theater, pulling her coat a bit more tightly around her shoulder, the light October breeze playing tricks on her. She’d expected this day to be quite nice, so she’d put on a shirt that wasn’t very warm. Of course, it wasn’t extremely cold either – though it wasn’t quite as hot as it could usually be in October, around 50 or so. Still, with the wind she figured it might actually be a bit colder than that, and she just wasn’t dressed for this sort of a temperature. It was a good thing that she always kept a coat in her office though, even during summer – she could remember a day when the A/C had broken and, instead of stopping, it’d just gone colder and colder until it felt almost like winter. Now, that’d been a cold day. Shaking her head, she quickened her pace, longing to be finally inside and warm. She’d learnt her lesson at least, and she’d make sure to check correctly what the weather was gonna be like before she left home. She definitely didn’t like the cold, she was more of a sun person. How she missed California at times…
She let out a soft yawn as she entered the Theater, mentally cursing herself for not getting as much sleep as she ought to the previous night. Added to the tiredness of the entire week, she’d gone to bed around two in the morning the night before, preparing things that she’d need for the class today. Alright, so that wasn’t exactly a bad reason of going to bed late – she’d done it because her work required it, and she enjoyed spending time taking care of the school work she’d need to give to her students, making it as perfect as she possibly could. The thing, however, was that she could have actually taken care of it before, but she’d left it to the last minute, and that was something she did much too often considering the amount of work a job like this one required. She’d never really had a big job before, and though she’d been in several plays that hadn’t really paid all that much, they hadn’t been even close to as much work as she had to do now. Of course, she wasn’t the only one – every single professor in this Academy worked hard, but with so little free time, it took up a lot on her social life.
She was looking forward to today, however. She always had a lot of projects for her students, some which were bigger than others of course, but there weren’t many that actually involved mixing the Juniors and Seniors, or Sophomores and Freshmen together. Most of the time, during the classes that those groups shared together, she merely gave them some exercises to do, tricks that helped them improve. Today, however, she’d planned something new. She had searched all night for two plays that could seem quite interesting, and she’d found some that were extremely different one from the other, but that would require the perfect amount of characters, and each seemed to have a good amount of lines. She’d printed enough copies for everybody, and then she’d made forms. Usually, Bridget evaluated the students herself before giving them a role, and most of the time she was good enough to figure out what kind of role they’d be good in and enjoy, and she often managed to please everyone. This time, however, they’d have to audition for three roles of their choice and write a short essay as to why they wanted this role. That way, what they played would be their own decision, and she was pretty sure that for some, it’d be also a pretty good lesson.
Bridget sighed softly as she walked up to the Theater, pulling her coat a bit more tightly around her shoulder, the light October breeze playing tricks on her. She’d expected this day to be quite nice, so she’d put on a shirt that wasn’t very warm. Of course, it wasn’t extremely cold either – though it wasn’t quite as hot as it could usually be in October, around 50 or so. Still, with the wind she figured it might actually be a bit colder than that, and she just wasn’t dressed for this sort of a temperature. It was a good thing that she always kept a coat in her office though, even during summer – she could remember a day when the A/C had broken and, instead of stopping, it’d just gone colder and colder until it felt almost like winter. Now, that’d been a cold day. Shaking her head, she quickened her pace, longing to be finally inside and warm. She’d learnt her lesson at least, and she’d make sure to check correctly what the weather was gonna be like before she left home. She definitely didn’t like the cold, she was more of a sun person. How she missed California at times…
She let out a soft yawn as she entered the Theater, mentally cursing herself for not getting as much sleep as she ought to the previous night. Added to the tiredness of the entire week, she’d gone to bed around two in the morning the night before, preparing things that she’d need for the class today. Alright, so that wasn’t exactly a bad reason of going to bed late – she’d done it because her work required it, and she enjoyed spending time taking care of the school work she’d need to give to her students, making it as perfect as she possibly could. The thing, however, was that she could have actually taken care of it before, but she’d left it to the last minute, and that was something she did much too often considering the amount of work a job like this one required. She’d never really had a big job before, and though she’d been in several plays that hadn’t really paid all that much, they hadn’t been even close to as much work as she had to do now. Of course, she wasn’t the only one – every single professor in this Academy worked hard, but with so little free time, it took up a lot on her social life.
She was looking forward to today, however. She always had a lot of projects for her students, some which were bigger than others of course, but there weren’t many that actually involved mixing the Juniors and Seniors, or Sophomores and Freshmen together. Most of the time, during the classes that those groups shared together, she merely gave them some exercises to do, tricks that helped them improve. Today, however, she’d planned something new. She had searched all night for two plays that could seem quite interesting, and she’d found some that were extremely different one from the other, but that would require the perfect amount of characters, and each seemed to have a good amount of lines. She’d printed enough copies for everybody, and then she’d made forms. Usually, Bridget evaluated the students herself before giving them a role, and most of the time she was good enough to figure out what kind of role they’d be good in and enjoy, and she often managed to please everyone. This time, however, they’d have to audition for three roles of their choice and write a short essay as to why they wanted this role. That way, what they played would be their own decision, and she was pretty sure that for some, it’d be also a pretty good lesson.