Surprisingly with the play being as minimal as possible, I believe that even though it had this downfall, I thought they pulled it off. There were some things though that made me a little confused and frustrated. When reading the book, you can imagine what is going on and figure out and sort of “see” how the apple is changing in the air. When you do this on stage in a production, it is overwhelmingly harder to show. With just using the sounds, it was very confusing to interpret the “changing” of the apple. Maybe if they had a light in a clear apple shape and pressed the light on at some point making the apple glow, it might have been way more interesting.
With only 7 people playing the parts of the production, The Giver, I was sort of bothered by the idea that the same girl was two people. They didn’t even have a costume change so it would be easier to tell the difference between the two characters. Also, I noticed that many of the characters were narrating the play too, which at first was very confusing and bothersome but I noticed that it helped a lot during the play to have those characters narrate what was going on because sometimes it was VERY confusing. When I read some of the book, I noticed that you need a lot of people to pull off this production and surprisingly I believe the people we saw, barely did for there was a lot of things that were hard to show without imagination.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Friendship
There has to be some way to describe the feeling of friendship,
The laughs and the cries of pure joy
The feeling of relief when they get the way you feel
The feeling of acceptance when they let you in on their own life
The smiles of happiness that leak through even when your suppose to be mad at them
Or the small jokes that only we share
The relief in your heart when you see them after a long time
The way you can tell them everything without even blinking an eye
The pure trust that you can believe in them
Or the frightfulness of if they might mess up because you care so deeply
There has to be some way to describe the feeling of friendship
Though what words could describe anything as powerful as that.
The laughs and the cries of pure joy
The feeling of relief when they get the way you feel
The feeling of acceptance when they let you in on their own life
The smiles of happiness that leak through even when your suppose to be mad at them
Or the small jokes that only we share
The relief in your heart when you see them after a long time
The way you can tell them everything without even blinking an eye
The pure trust that you can believe in them
Or the frightfulness of if they might mess up because you care so deeply
There has to be some way to describe the feeling of friendship
Though what words could describe anything as powerful as that.
That ONE Feeling
I scan the field with pure adrenalin and rush to get open for a pass. The soft grass lays the ball right in front of me and I snap my hip to make a sharp cut around a defender. Touching the ball with the laces of my shoe, I jog slowly and dribble to open space. I’m only at midfield and I look to the right of me and see a red jersey open. With a sharp swing of my leg, the ball glides off of my foot and slowly makes its way to my teammate. I plant my foot and accelerate to open space for a “Give and Go” and the ball returns to my white cleat. Approaching a defender, I can see beyond them that there is clear field after this opponent. I can feel the points of the bottom of my cleats as I lay them on top of the ball and drag my foot so the ball comes with me when I do my favorite turn. Staring back at me is the wet grass is the strong force of the wind, the small goal, and the determined eyes of the keepers. I take a short touch with the ball with the outside of my foot and arch my hip backwards to come up with enough power for my shot. I push threw and watch the spiraling ball, spin out of the goalies reach and into the far right corner of the net. My mind stops and a rush of pure happiness and satisfaction is what fills it.
How We've Changed
I've always thought it would be so cool to keep all of the things that I have written or drawn with me so that one day I could look back at all the things I have done and some funny things I might have written. Feeling bored, I decided to go through all of my stuff and not to my surprise, discovered I wrote some very funny things when I was younger in my little “Journal.” I noticed I was very into cats like some of the things I wrote were just snippets of little things about my own cat or just one random one.
October 2nd 2001
I like’t to Pat the cat. Because thea are cute. But he wse sleping but we cod stil hold tem.
October 7th 2002
The cat was laying in my back yard. I said come her kidy kidy I said. When I got the cat settled with a picnic blanket and a pillow to go with. I got a bowl of water and some treats. There was a bee chasing me when I set down the treats. When I was running the cat fowld me. I like you. I went to name you Elliott. He started to hiss. What Elliott. No wonder a bird was on top of a tree. Down I said. Suddenly I heard click click, whet is that noise I said. Click click. There it is again. I look around the tree. I saw a squirrel jumping and climbing up the tree. MOM! I said. What my mom said. Can we keep him. What? The little cat peeked his head out Oh the cat. Can we Ok! My Mom said.
The End
After reading a few more of some passages that I wrote, I noticed that I used to mention a cat at least twice during the each story I wrote. I found another story that made me laugh which is called “Boys and Girls.” I wrote this “poem” in 2nd grade.
March 4th 2004
Girls are sweet, nice and neat,
Boys are loud, noisy and gross,
Girls write in their diary,
Boys play basketball or football,
Girls wear dresses,
Boys wear ripped up Jeans.
Girls rule and there really cool,
Boys drool and break windows with baseballs
Girls are thinkers, Boys are not!
Girls don’t bug anyone
Boys bug EVERYBODY!
What really made me laugh was the ending of this poem because my second grade teacher wrote, “Someday you’re going to like boys. Can you believe it?” The point of these stories is to show how much I’ve changed. How much I’ve grown since I was little. I’ve had experiences and memories that I would like to write about instead of cats and how my interests have changed in many ways. I love looking back at all the things I’ve written, not just because of the silly writing errors or the lack of development that I had in writing but in everyday life, I have become a very different person.
October 2nd 2001
I like’t to Pat the cat. Because thea are cute. But he wse sleping but we cod stil hold tem.
October 7th 2002
The cat was laying in my back yard. I said come her kidy kidy I said. When I got the cat settled with a picnic blanket and a pillow to go with. I got a bowl of water and some treats. There was a bee chasing me when I set down the treats. When I was running the cat fowld me. I like you. I went to name you Elliott. He started to hiss. What Elliott. No wonder a bird was on top of a tree. Down I said. Suddenly I heard click click, whet is that noise I said. Click click. There it is again. I look around the tree. I saw a squirrel jumping and climbing up the tree. MOM! I said. What my mom said. Can we keep him. What? The little cat peeked his head out Oh the cat. Can we Ok! My Mom said.
The End
After reading a few more of some passages that I wrote, I noticed that I used to mention a cat at least twice during the each story I wrote. I found another story that made me laugh which is called “Boys and Girls.” I wrote this “poem” in 2nd grade.
March 4th 2004
Girls are sweet, nice and neat,
Boys are loud, noisy and gross,
Girls write in their diary,
Boys play basketball or football,
Girls wear dresses,
Boys wear ripped up Jeans.
Girls rule and there really cool,
Boys drool and break windows with baseballs
Girls are thinkers, Boys are not!
Girls don’t bug anyone
Boys bug EVERYBODY!
What really made me laugh was the ending of this poem because my second grade teacher wrote, “Someday you’re going to like boys. Can you believe it?” The point of these stories is to show how much I’ve changed. How much I’ve grown since I was little. I’ve had experiences and memories that I would like to write about instead of cats and how my interests have changed in many ways. I love looking back at all the things I’ve written, not just because of the silly writing errors or the lack of development that I had in writing but in everyday life, I have become a very different person.
Friday, May 7, 2010
SUMMER!
How I can’t wait to feel the warmth on my face
Feel the green, smooth grass on my feet with every pace
Having the sun shine on my rosy cheeks
When I start to count down the weeks.
Yes, the time is almost here
To realize that it’s almost the end of the school year
With the birds chirping and the roses bloom
I’m excited to enjoy the summer instead of learn in a small room.
18, 17, 16 more days,
The nonstop feeling of summer expressed in so many ways,
The feeling of waking up and staying up, way too late,
Is going to feel awesome compared to what our parents usually state.
The smooth air rushes around you as your about to take a dive into the pool,
The water sinks around you and it feels, oh so cool.
You get out of the pool and realize there is nothing left to accomplish,
But to sit around and realize you don’t even need one wish
Because summer is here, only a few days away
And you feel the rays of the sun as you soak it all up as you lay,
You talk with your friends about the next thing you want to do,
Either go on a bike ride or share a ice cream for two.
I know I’m not the only one who can’t wait,
To hang out and play all day and stay up way to late,
Without even caring or thinking about what needs to be,
We can keep enjoying the summer, just you and me!
The stress, the work will almost be done with
And the feeling of pressure to get stuff done will be a myth
The only thing to worry about is the lack of sunscreen
And if you should order the strawberry smoothie or the vanilla bean.
No one can wait for this coming summer
To laugh with friends and one another.
Surrounded by the pools and the green grass
Everyone will want this summer to last and last…
Feel the green, smooth grass on my feet with every pace
Having the sun shine on my rosy cheeks
When I start to count down the weeks.
Yes, the time is almost here
To realize that it’s almost the end of the school year
With the birds chirping and the roses bloom
I’m excited to enjoy the summer instead of learn in a small room.
18, 17, 16 more days,
The nonstop feeling of summer expressed in so many ways,
The feeling of waking up and staying up, way too late,
Is going to feel awesome compared to what our parents usually state.
The smooth air rushes around you as your about to take a dive into the pool,
The water sinks around you and it feels, oh so cool.
You get out of the pool and realize there is nothing left to accomplish,
But to sit around and realize you don’t even need one wish
Because summer is here, only a few days away
And you feel the rays of the sun as you soak it all up as you lay,
You talk with your friends about the next thing you want to do,
Either go on a bike ride or share a ice cream for two.
I know I’m not the only one who can’t wait,
To hang out and play all day and stay up way to late,
Without even caring or thinking about what needs to be,
We can keep enjoying the summer, just you and me!
The stress, the work will almost be done with
And the feeling of pressure to get stuff done will be a myth
The only thing to worry about is the lack of sunscreen
And if you should order the strawberry smoothie or the vanilla bean.
No one can wait for this coming summer
To laugh with friends and one another.
Surrounded by the pools and the green grass
Everyone will want this summer to last and last…
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