tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21088658708938712082023-11-15T23:37:24.724-08:00Creating a communityLucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-55503334809534635072009-05-21T09:29:00.000-07:002009-05-21T09:30:04.581-07:00When we first started this course I was really excited, I wanted to create a really good project, which I was proud of as it would be the last thing I did before I finished Uni. Sometimes in life, especially mine, we put to mush pressure on getting things right that we forget what were actually doing.<br /> I thoroughly enjoyed our work in Leicester, and actually our objective of making teacher – student relationship is one that I am very much for, as I didn’t feel that I ever got enough support at school.<br /> The pupils at Longslade were extremely co-operative with us, as were the teachers in the drama department, however, the other teachers in the school were not very responsive to the work that we were doing. It was hard as we are not teachers, to try and fit in with them but at the same time we are not students, we were teaching them so felt quite unsure of ourselves.<br /> The Workshops we held on storytelling and communication were brilliant, everyone worked very hard and even though we came across our problems along the way, I felt we worked hard as a team to get the desired outcome from our classes.<br /> By delegating jobs we also gained the trust of the students. Kat was in charge of explaining what we were doing and introducing us, as well as leading the sessions. Bex explained the games and got everyone involved. I on the other hand played more of the joker part, I was used to demonstrate all the games, bringing in the fun, however my role was also to be the discipliner, having this contrast let me get the kids on my side and having fun but made them realise they couldn’t just mess around, but then we’d go straight back to play and jokes, this way I wasn’t seen as the baddy. I think these roles suited us very well and worked well.<br /> Last night (12th May 09) we put on a storytelling fund raising evening, so we could raise money for our after show party at the school, we hope that the teachers and students will come together more. We expected about 25 people would come and support us, however 55 people tuned up and we made £110, which is amazing.<br />Even if nothing happens at Longslade, we enjoyed our time there and the kids enjoyed us being there!<br /> Last night for me was the real community project and I hadn’t even thought about it, until I was sat looking at the faces, fully entertained by OUR stories! It brought a smile to my face and an energy back to my work.<br /> There are communities all around us, choose them carefully though as they can make you who you are today!Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-38519807467052889212009-05-21T09:27:00.001-07:002009-05-21T09:27:42.882-07:00HomeEngland<br />I live in the east midland, in the city of Leicestershire, in a small village called Glenfield. I attended the local village primary school carried on to the high school and college. I hated school, mainly because I was bullied; I had grown up in my mother’s residential home, so for that reason I was much more comfortable with adult company. I was not good at school, generally outside the headmaster’s office for causing disruption to the class, I was bored in school and no teacher tried to help me. I was diagnosed with dyslexia when I was 17, and everything changed, I went from thinking I was stupid to knowing I just learn in a different way to others.<br />I live with mother and father, two fantastic people who I love dearly and are true hero’s in my eyes, Of course they’re not perfect but to me, that’s what makes them hero’s. As I’ve I have mentioned I lost my brother when I was eleven. This was a hard time and thanks to my family being so strong we got through this.<br />My friends have been my rocks for years, there are five of us all together who have been friends since we were about eight, we have all gone through very difficult times over the years, but we are a community, a strong one that has always been there for each other, even when I was on the other side of the world we kept in touch and they made coming home worth while.<br />I find it hard being the youngest sometimes, my sisters are a lot older than me, I was spoilt by them when I was younger, however, I soon was no longer the youngest when my nephew was born when I was eight. I still got a look in but all of a sudden I wasn’t centre of attention for them. On from that Sophie was born when I was eleven about six months after our loss, that was nice and then my youngest niece was born when I sixteen, there has never been time for sorrow in our family, luckily when ever something bad happens something good always happens...I think this has kept me balanced through my life as there has always been someone else to think about.<br />Who was I? I don’t know I think I was very confused when growing up, though I had the balance in my life, I don’t know that I actually ever knew who I was till I went travelling alone when I was nineteen. I wanted to work and find out who I was, I wanted to work with children because I am amazed by there coping mechanisms, children get on when adults crumble.Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-84465642670735490002009-05-21T09:26:00.000-07:002009-05-21T09:27:11.821-07:00Life in IndiaI don’t think anything can prepare you for the poverty in India, I thought I had people living in bad conditions in Brazil and Asia but India is a complete different story. However, the colour and beauty of the place and people shines through the whole country. I worked in the Himalayas when I was there in two places, for two months I worked in a school; this was very different to Brazil.<br /> In Brazil I had seen understanding and love from the teachers but here there was none. The teachers in Brazil played and tried to help; the teachers in India were unapproachable and hit their students. The hardest thing I witnessed in my class was a teacher coming in while I was teaching, seeing that two of my students were talking and running at them and hitting them to the floor. The children in this class were eight, this teacher was a 6ft male who was very large, the children hit the floor as I stood up and shouted “NO!” I was too late but I screamed at this man, he didn’t speak good English but by my tone it was pretty obvious of what I saying. I took both the children on my lap and gave them a hug and wiped there tears...it makes me emotional now even thinking about that day.<br />Another problem I came across was that one of the children , he was about 5 years old, was clearly autistic, but this is not something that is recognised yet, he was beaten everyday for stepping out of line. I asked the teachers if they knew what was wrong with him, they said that he was just stupid, that god had not smiled down on that family as the mother was similar. I have never hated religion so much. There was nothing I could do I tried to talk to them of other ways that they could possibly deal with him, but it wasn’t really my place. I started asking him to stand with me during the prayer in the morning; he would behave as long as he was with someone. This was all that I could do, it was there country, there rules and sadly that was what I was there to see and be part of, however hard it was.<br />My next placement was working with four other English people, in a very secluded part of India, where actually they had never seen a while person before, so imagine when six of us turned up. They were fascinated by us, how we dressed and the colour of our eyes and hair. We were being watched all the time, children would just come and watch us from the top of the hill, and it was like being on a strange version of big brother.<br />While there we built furniture for the ‘house’ we were living in. For my last two months in India I had no Electricity, running water or beds. We had to walk for a mile to the river to get water, which we then had to boil before we drank. We also had to boil buckets of water to wash with, but we only had four buckets, which could only be filled half way, as by the time you got back, you either had back ache or half the water had already spilt out. The bus passed through twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening, so mostly we would either walk to the village which was 3 miles away, this doesn’t sound to much but when you have to carry rice, eggs, flour, potatoes and juice...its a very long way.<br />Though this probably all sounds horrific, it was the best two months of my life, I have never felt to alive, happy and myself. I learnt who I was from all my time travelling but I learnt the most about me when I had the least. The people were so friendly, though one of the girls and me contracted HepE whilst out there we had the most amazing time. On out last night, when all the furniture was built and the garden was finished we invited the other four houses in our village to dinner, we had a party, everyone brought some food and we sat on the floor outside with all the families and laughed and talked, though again we didn’t speak the language that was never a barrier!Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-74724205229753365712009-05-21T09:25:00.000-07:002009-05-21T09:26:42.009-07:00Life in AustraliaI was so excited about getting to Australia, an English speaking country, where if I was lost I could ask anyone and where I new what I was eating, I travelled with a girl I met , the whole of the east coast, it was amazing I saw some amazing sights and did some terrifying things.<br /> The communities were very similar to those in England, the cities were busy and no one has time for anyone. But I got myself a job working on a ranch, in the out back, as a cow girl...it just has to be done. I was picked up in a big car by a lovely lady. I soon lost my signal and was travelling through the rolling country side. We travelled away from civilisation for about 2 hours! Soon we came to the ranch, by itself in the middle of nowhere.<br /> I was woken at five in the morning to start work; I have never worked so hard in all my life! I was up every morning at 5am, “work doesn’t stop just because its the weekend here!” Barry said. We would ride the horse for about 6hours in the morning herding cattle up the mountains, sounds easy!<br /> In the afternoon once or twice a week would ride up to some friends of the families, with all the dogs, for lunch. Sometimes they would come to us. It was lovely, everything homemade and home grown.<br /> The only thing I did find different was that, men and women do the same work; you have to learn to be good quick, anything you don’t know you practise. You learn a different way to carry something if you find it too heavy. The girls are one of the men, no excuses. I found my body being pushed to it limits. Riding a horse free handed and guiding it with my feet is not something I was used to, I learnt how to lasso too.<br /> The people who live here, live together and built there community together. Nothing is too much trouble and everyone knows everyone.Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-81229636918490982462009-05-21T09:24:00.000-07:002009-05-21T09:25:45.773-07:00Life in BrazilWhen I was in Brazil I spent most of my time in a place called Florianopolis, I lived with a Brazilian family and worked at a school in a Favella (slum). The family’s daughter spoke good English but no one in the family spoke a word of English, and when I first arrived there I didn’t speak a word of Portuguese. However, this didn’t stop us getting on and using body language and sign to understand each other.<br /> I worked in the school all week and then spent my weekends exploring with the other English people that worked at the school with me. These people became not only my friends but my family, we would sometimes call each other just to hear someone speak and not have to concentrate, and you tend to find yourself with a headache from trying to concentrate so hard at understanding people.<br /> I remember watching an episode of Mr Bean whilst away, and even though he doesn’t actually speak in his sketches, I was comforted knowing that he was English and when he coughed, sounds stupid, but I knew it was an English cough! This whole time made me realise how well we communicate with each other and how well it doesn’t matter what community you’re from there is no divide unless you let there be.<br /> Working in the school really opened my eyes to a world I had not seen before, I’m not sure that many people by the age of 19 can say they have worked with drug lords children in Brazil.<br /> The community there is very strange as on the maps the places where these favella’s are, are actually not even marked but look like they might be a field or something. The police don’t drive there at all, and when they do it’s generally with bullet proof cars (strange).<br /> The actually community that they live in however, is very protective of each other and each others children, they were more than happy for us to be working there as they saw that we only wanted to help. We did have to make sure we wore our t-shirts though, so they didn’t shoot us...needless to say I felt like attaching mine to my skin! The only time the community was disturbed was if a family fell out with another. One of the teachers would say how terrible it was in the evenings; as you would often hear gun shots through the night...can you imagine that!<br /> While I was there I was lucky enough to see a drugs run, we had gone to the shops with some children to get some milk and rice for lunch, it was the children that stopped us crossing the road again and told us what was happening, basically on the tops of roofs set all over the favella were boys about 16 years sitting down, but one was standing. Then one by one they stood up and sat down, where ever the one stood was, was where the cocaine was being taken to, next we saw the police, heard a gun shot and then all the boys got down and the next thing we saw was a black car pulling at 100mph out of one of the back roads followed by another three cars all the same going in different directions. This was the scariest and most amazing thing I have ever seen.<br /> To think that it was 9 and 12 year old children looking after us was surreal, we were there to teach and look after them not the other way round, it just showed me the kind of world there is out there and how others live. It made me understand why these children hardly showed any emotion towards violence at school and why many of them became so violent towards the others so quickly. In my time there the trust and bond between the children and me grew and the day I left, was one of the hardest ever.Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-38087765200994039752009-05-14T07:02:00.000-07:002009-05-14T07:10:06.863-07:00SorryI have been informed that some first years did attend the story telling evening.<br /><br />I am not going to take back what i said before as i do feel upset that there was not more support across the board, including teachers however, i do know that this is a very stressful time, however i am glad that the people who came did enjoy the evening...we have had some brilliant feedback.<br /><br />I was commenting more on the community within a university setting, I know that as a department we work possibly the most closely, i like this. I also like to feel that everyone is supporting each other.<br /><br />The new degree has changed things, even when talking to first years they feel it, i have the contrast in the warm ups, the physical theatre want to be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">physical</span>, the applied theatre want to focus more on drama and the drama seem happy with a mixture, this make it very hard when going into a class and trying to think of a warm up that suites everyone.<br /><br />So to the the first years that came thank you very much for your support, you were clearly mixed in with the rest of the rabble.<br /><br />Thanks again to all who supported.Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-5106415395371231362009-05-13T01:26:00.000-07:002009-05-13T01:55:43.951-07:00The sound of laughterFirstly thanks to all who attended our storytelling evening last night, we were <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">overwhelmed</span> by the amount of support that we <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">received</span>.<br />We made £110 in the end, which is amazing, as we our minimum we wanted to make was £40, so you can imagine how thrilled we were.<br /><br />Last night, for those who didn't get to see it, was an evening <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Bex</span>, Kat and myself put together to raise money for out Drama in The Community project.<br /><br />We wanted it to start out like a fairytale story and then change into our personal stories, all the stories had a meaning and a moral, some were funny and some were emotional, but i personally felt that they were all really thought provoking.<br /><br />I was so nervous when it came to my piece, what if people didn't laugh? Luckily-they did. I thought how nice it was to see everyone laughing, at this moment in time we are all so tired and stressed but for one hour last night, i felt that everyone <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">forgot</span> there problems came together as a group of people and laughed.<br /><br />I did however think this morning that i didn't see one first year there, this was upsetting, in all my years at St Marys i have always supported all the performances and think its a shame that there is a clear divide between the first years and the second and third years mainly because of the degree change but they just don't seem to have got on with us this year. Maybe its just me.<br /><br />Any how i really enjoyed performing last night, and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">that's</span> thanks to all that attended for making it such a good night.<br /><br />ThanksLucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-47540325100539956482009-05-09T12:42:00.000-07:002009-05-09T12:50:11.212-07:00Smelly, Hairy and Horrid<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ok</span> so nothing is smelly, hairy or horrid (unless you count <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Bex</span>), but i clearly got your attention!<br /><br />Come and support us please!!!!<br /><br />Storytelling<br />'<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Life's</span> not always a fairy tale'<br />? Waldegrave Drawing room<br />@ 8pm<br />£2<br /><br />You'll laugh and cry...what could possibly be better?Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-8194202122961392452009-04-30T10:05:00.000-07:002009-04-30T10:27:50.801-07:00Leicester wk 2When we first arrived at the school we were really excited about being back. We decided this time we were going to look at forms of communication, the way people communicate.<br />We talked about all the sense's and how they are used to communicate, from verbal communication to non verbal. We spoke about how what we wear says something to others as well as our body language. I tried to pick someone out in the class who didn't look interested and mirror them and ask the class what they thought my body was communicating, everyone in the room soon changed there posture and attitude.<br />We did a warm up game that me and Kat did last year in T.I.E where we each wrote down 3 statements about our self and then asked the class to put which ones they thought went with each person, i don't think they got one right more than once! Then we said how its easy to judge people at face value but that actually, 9 times out of 10 could be wrong. Then we said that we hadn't come in to judge them however if they gave us a reason to think other than good thoughts that was on there own shoulders as we would only be judging them on there commitment to the work.Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-92169081113096359302009-04-29T11:49:00.000-07:002009-04-29T12:02:43.517-07:00GeorginoRight <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">I've</span> just got back from Brazil, for those of you who know me you probably know i lived there for a while working in a school in a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">favella</span> (slum) Anyway i went on holiday with my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">parents</span> for two weeks there over the summer and went back and visited the school i had worked at.<br /><br />This is the story of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Georgino</span>.<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Georgino</span> was 16 when i met him working at the school as a helper, his father had been shot and his mother had died of AIDS two years before, he was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">living</span> with his elderly Grandmother and his older brother, His brother was/is a drug addict and would <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">constantly</span> beat <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Georgino</span> up for money.<br />Georgi was such a hard worker and got on so well with the kids and us, when i returned last week i asked <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Mearo</span> the leader of the school what had happened to him, He said that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Georgino</span> had gone and got and education and worked his way up over the last few years at a local <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">radio</span> station and now was earning a very very good wage!<br /><br />I'm telling you this because <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">I'm</span> wondering for someone brought up in such a hard community where everyday was a struggle or physical and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">emotional</span> stress, how come he is such a lovely person and has gone on to do so well.<br /><br />I think that this puts into perspective <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">any ones</span> issues or problems!<br />I just wanted to share that with you all <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">xxxx</span>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-8435628213340663222009-03-22T05:02:00.000-07:002009-03-22T05:06:55.242-07:00Question?A community is basically a relationship with others, where they all communicate about one thing. Or there is one thing that brings them together. If they communicate well then this can help a group if not this could hinder a group.<br /><br />A relationship is built on understanding, trust and communication, if all these factors are working then you are able to create your own community.<br /><br />Communication can be visual or oral, it can be done using touch or even smell? For example people who bath in perfume or aftershave before they go out are communicating through smell. This can help create a relationship for a job or partnership again leading to the creation of some form of community.<br /><br />What are your thoughts on this, and although there are other factors to this, how come we find it so hard to communicate. Why do people read into signs that might not even be there and also why if you want to part of a community to people go out of there way to not fit in to it?<br /><br />Does any of what i just said make sense?Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-35955408678900768842009-03-19T09:19:00.000-07:002009-03-19T09:49:15.417-07:00HomeAfter explaining to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Bex</span> that we were not actually north and that we were no where near heart beat county, we got to my house. We spent Saturday and Sunday round Leicester finding out about venues and letting the girls get used to the area a little. This was good as they got a feel for Leicester and used to the mix of different cultures there. Venue wise however we did not come up with very much at all!<br /><br />Our week at school was really good, we really enjoyed teaching, the kids were very enthusiastic and well behaved. We had decided that our workshops would be focused around storytelling.<br /><br />We asked the students to get up tell us their name and maybe something about their name, such as <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Bex</span> dad wanted to call her Fanny when she was born, she would have been known as Fanny <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Frier</span>...i wish <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Bexy</span>! Then i posed the question, what do you first think of when i say 'Storytelling?' The response was as expected...Children, bedtime and fairy tales, so then i9 asked them what they thought they were being shown at the Cinema or at the theatre. How everything is a story and then talked about comedians and using their won lives and observations to create story's.<br /><br />We played games each person choosing a word such as 'Tropical or School' placing them in the middle then going round in a circle we created a story using the words from the middle. They seemed to really enjoy this, the first time we did it there stories were very funny and a little abstract, However, the second time we asked them what makes a good story. The second time we tried to give the story a beginning, middle and end. They were really focus and worked really hard on the stories. We then spoke about our own stories and how an actor becomes someone else on stage and how hard it must be to get up and create your own personal stories.<br /><br />In 3 small groups then they had to devise a 2 minute piece that was a true fairy tale but each group had to pretend to speak a different language, this was really funny my group did Peter Pan in German. It was fun and meant they had the chance to act and get to know one of us better, and also gave us a chance to see the strengths of groups and even learn some names. We spoke to them after about how great the pieces were and also how we don't need to rely on words, just the physicality of their bodies.<br /><br />The second group we taught had an overlap of two students Ellie and Ollie, so we quickly changed the lesson plan a little for them, we got the groups to create a whole new fairy tale and speak in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">gobbledy</span> gook! These were very funny...and though this group was a lot shyer than the last they did get up and work very hard on the pieces.<br /><br />The next6 two groups we taught were A level and AS level, and there were only 4 of them in the group. This was really nice, funnily we didn't get as much work done with them as they really enjoyed talking about what they were doing, this was fine as they were getting to know and trust us. Instead of getting them to create small pieces in the group we asked them to write a word that they thought would provoke a story, Friendship, Holiday, etc. Then tell a 2 minute story about themselves. They were brilliant, I showed my story first about my travels that i did for the storytelling <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">module</span> at uni. Kat and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Bex</span> also joined in with all the exercises so we were on a level with them rather than just standing and saying do this, do that!<br /><br />This was our first sessions with the groups and i really enjoyed them, the fact that we had respect straight away was brilliant, we did have a joke with them, but tried to stay in a professional role as well. I think it worked out really well, Ellie even said and i quote... 'Have we got you again...your cool!' This made my day...i was never cool at school.Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-63752753649069375822009-03-02T03:40:00.000-08:002009-03-02T03:55:34.293-08:00Womans aid?Well as you all know we were really excited about the womans aid project and were hoping to get in and meet some ladies, work with them and then get their stoires out there and heard. However i have spent since christmas on the phone to the people at head office trying to sort things out but i was either not getting phone calls back or being sent in a circle.<br /><br />So sticking with the idea we looked at doing our own stories, ones that would effect and audience and get them thinking!<br /><br />We had this i dea before we saw Jaquie Andrews Creative Collab peice, this was really good as we had ni idea how to link the stories and though we didn't think that movement would work for our peice it was good to see the different methods that they had decided to use for their piece.<br /><br />With the Womans aid not working out and dates booked for Leicester we needed to think fast so we thought more about story telling!Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-33603146850776565312008-12-22T02:53:00.000-08:002008-12-22T03:34:23.295-08:00Womans AidMy group (Kat, Bex and myself) have been a little slapdash recently, with so much work we had all put other things before this project thinking we had plenty of time on our hands, it was only this week that really any of us realised that i was Christmas.<br />As we had this Thursday off we deiced to meet early and get everything sorted, we knew we wanted to work with Woman's Aid but we had several questions to ask ourselves<br /><ul><li>Why do we want to work with them</li><li>What are we wanting to say</li><li>Who do we want to say it to</li><li>What is our venue</li><li>Where abouts is our venue</li><li>When are we putting this on</li><li>What type of theatre will work best</li></ul><p>After looking at all the questions, we looked back at Cardboard Citizens, we all felt that in someways we would be preaching to the converted if we were to try and travel round different refuges and also we were not sure about the issues that would come into that, there was a lot of research needed. </p><p>We all really like verbatim theatre and all agreed that this is the best way of telling a story that is so personal, and if we wanted to hit home to our audience, we needed really people, real stories and real words!</p><p>This is what we have come up with as a starting idea, that personally i think is quite solid, but please feed back on ideas or questions as its very easy to over look things with your personal work.</p><p>We are getting in touch with refuges and seeing if there are 3 woman who would be willing to anonymously tell us there stories, and make that a piece of verbatim theatre, then tour with it to different areas. We want to go to places like local WI'S (woman's institutes) in these areas and do a work shop, using forum theatre to see what there solutions are. One thing we did defiantly agree from cardboard citz, you think think there are easier ways out than there actually are. Allot of people say, 'I'd just leave him if he hit me!' That's fine for them to say, but whats about the years of manipulation and don't forget she wouldn't be with him if she didn't love him!</p><p>Once we have done this workshop we then invite them to a venue near by, ask them to invite family and friends to listen to the real life story and help support Woman's Aid, charge a small donation and put on a half hour verbatim piece the next night.</p><p>We also would like to take it to a male audience, see what there thoughts were. We talked about possibly taking it to a working men's club, however i raised the thought about it not being a controlled environment, what do you think? Instead I'm arranging us to take the workshop to (fingers crossed) The Leicester Tigers Rugby team. </p><p>We also said that if this was a company we would also in the future think about bringing in another team that looked at abusive woman, for the men's aid. But for now as we are 3 woman we just wanted 3 woman's stories.</p><p>I also have information on statistics, sometimes that can be as shocking to people, even more shocking than the stories themselves, its the knowledge that you don't have, like with how much a hostel costs!</p><p>I rang Woman's Aid and they were very nice and seemed very interested in our project. I am now in contact with two people at Head office who are doing allot of ground work for us. We have no split for Xmas and are looking into venues and dates to meet with people, Hoping that we should start touring after half term and finish end of March.</p><p>Very excited and feel like i have the buzz back of doing a project.</p>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-5348480310515284862008-12-11T14:53:00.000-08:002008-12-11T15:10:07.151-08:00PersonalI'm going to talk to you now about someone very very close to me that i lost when i was 11. He was the person i shared everything with, and he took himself away, by accident.<br />When i was 14 i went off the rails, completely. I'm not proud of the things i did, but i did them...it was my way of coping, i don't talk about his person now...not because i don't want to, but because it hurts.<br /><br />When i was 14 i faced my first time at starting a new school by myself, i had my friends but he wasn't there. I had lost my community!<br /><br />Nearly 9 years on I've only just found out who i am, through friends, travel and family i have finally found me!<br /><br />I want to help people who have suffered like me, i didn't have any help at the time and i think that charities that help people who have lost loved ones especially children are fantastic.<br /><br />I started getting involved with my dads charity CVOC about 2 years ago now and i get so much out of it and i think by helping them, they have helped me. Through working with these children i have realised how small others problems are and just how well children deal with death, some of there stories i couldn't even begin to tell you, they are true hero's to be able to deal with so much at such a young age. The parents stories are just as powerful as the children's and heart breaking...if you want real raw stories they are best told through that persons words and actions...this is why i love Verbatim theatre.<br /><br />This is also what inspired me to travel as well as my parents love for it, i wanted to help more children around the world, so i taught i Brazil, Cambodia and India as well as having fun and seeing the sights, the greatest thing i learnt was, i can do this by myself and alone...i am still strong.<br /><br />I am who i am and that's all that i can beLucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-37795355299888906872008-12-09T14:55:00.000-08:002008-12-09T14:56:39.332-08:00UtopiaWhat is Utopia???<br /><br />Utopia is your idea of perfect!<br /><br />Each person has there own idea of the perfect world as because we are all different so are our opinion's on what is perfect, in some respects this is why the world works and at the same time it is the reason for many wars and fights.<br /><br />Hitlers idea of Utopia very nearly happened, who are we to say that he was wrong and we were right, i agree undoubtedly that we were as the pain and suffering that he caused was catastrophic but how do we learn right from wrong and if we do learn the same as everyone else what is it that affects or changes that behaviour and creates 'bad' people like Hitler??<br /><br />Questions that are asked my society create conflict but without conflict would there be a society?<br /><br />*What is the right way to bring up children?<br />*What should the drinking age be?<br />*When are you ready to have sex?<br />Questions that are very much part of everyday life...should we not decide when we are ready to do these things...does the fact there are laws mean we see them as rules to abide by or be broken and who is it that actually decides?<br /><br />On my 16th birthday for example one of my mates brought me a packet of fags and packet of condoms and a lottery ticket?!? What message does this send!<br /><br />This week the question was posed 'what is your idea of utopia for the drama department in this college?'<br /><br />Everyone else was talking about having something like Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, all i wish for is that we had more rooms and more resources a room where you had all the lighting and sound for atmosphere and a room just for costume and an comfy sofa chill out room to sit and talk through ideas and research, also somewhere that could pick your thoughts out of your head and put them into words as this is general an area i struggle with (you may have noticed)...nothing too exciting just more practical, boring me!<br /><br />I just think that there are a lot of all doing different things all needing different spaces and sometimes you'll go to a rehearsal and actually all you really need is to mess around with costume or lighting and sound, but you can't cause you need someone else to help you with that!!!<br /><br />I don't think people realise how looked after we are at uni!<br /><br />PS I would like a dungeon to put anyone who says drama is a doss subject or asks if i can me a good tree!!!!!!!!!!Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-61154331788895548472008-12-09T13:37:00.000-08:002008-12-09T14:12:12.471-08:00Insight to the past!Fiona and Mary came a couple of weeks ago and i thought it was fantastic , we learnt so much about there past and for me there were some real key moment whilst they were talking that really caught my attention, for different reasons.<br /><br />I loved it when we talked to them about their first love, to me it was a real insight to just how fantastic times were and they've developed over time. Such as Mary meeting her 1st partner playing tennis and then playing doubles,etc. Seems to be like something i thought they made up for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">TV</span> and Fiona's husband driving her home drunk and not knowing the way...how crazy is that. I also think that the fact that fashion has changed so dramatically over the years, i feel like were and era that doesn't fit in as our dress code seems so normal for the flower power and the colourfulness of the 60's and 80's, maybe catch up with me in 40 years time, when people are age are looking at our clothes thinking how cool...i just don't see it happening...nothing is as outrageous as it used to be, is what i think <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">I'm</span> getting at. I agree with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">equal</span> rights 100% but the fight that people like Emily Pankhurst went through seems so brushed aside to me, i know <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">allot</span> of my friends didn't even turn up to vote and how sad is that, woman fought to give us that right and now we can't be bothered to even respect them by turning up. Another thing is woman keeping a career and being sorting out the house...were not wonder woman, Woman used to stay at home and look after children and the house now they try to to do all of that and hold down a full time job...who says they had it hard back then, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">I'm</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">joking</span> of course...but only to a certain extent!<br /><br />I'm going to sound like a complete looser when i say this but i was completely envious of them, this maybe <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">strange</span> but doesn't anyone wish that they would have been round for one of the world wars??? I do, i know it was such a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">devastating</span> time in history and not one that some people like to talk about but i just think personally that we take so much for granted these days. Mary talked about at night when everything would be pitch black and you'd hear the sirens and have to hide and as you looked into the night sky and the lights were beaming into the sky looking for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Nazis</span> planes there would all of a sudden see the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">silhouette</span> of a small plane <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">streaking</span> across the sky, and how scary it was to see this and hear this and just how terrifying that must have been to live through it, but also how amazing it would have been to look back at these memories and share them. I only hope that when <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">I'm</span> Mary's age people will be as interested in my travelling stories, as they don't seem to be these days...why is that??? I find that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">a lot</span> of my parents friends are <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">unbelievably interested</span> the countries <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">I've</span> been to and things <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">I've</span> done. People my own age however, seem to be less caring.<br /><br />Maybe it's just me!!!Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-79130987807676572592008-12-09T13:21:00.000-08:002008-12-09T14:19:41.809-08:00Homesick<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRWmLbsO9HPT4A7jeY7X4VF8xG7RnumsO_IDlFvxqblYV9BsrwMpflcjaElM024AzwRszMAUyVzAbcggMLiHgvmxXe7G3IHg_KgNno30mFDzyqrgI30882jNEHsnFapJy6reDvvagW4MWX/s1600-h/bradgate_park.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277918514578075298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRWmLbsO9HPT4A7jeY7X4VF8xG7RnumsO_IDlFvxqblYV9BsrwMpflcjaElM024AzwRszMAUyVzAbcggMLiHgvmxXe7G3IHg_KgNno30mFDzyqrgI30882jNEHsnFapJy6reDvvagW4MWX/s320/bradgate_park.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Right, firstly i <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">apologise</span> to my blog once again for the neglect...'I'm sorry Blog but i hate you!'<br /><br />Homesick is a word that i have never <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">associated</span> with myself, I have lived away from home for nearly 4 years now and last week i had the first signs of homesick, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">OK</span> so it's not a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">decease</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">I'm</span> not at risk but i am upset and feeling odd! (odder than usual)<br />How is it you can be away from home for a year and only see your parents once for one week and then time when you are <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">living</span> only two and a half hours away <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">I'm</span> homesick!<br /><br />For the first time in my life in London i can the North/South divide...for the record i am from the midlands! Everything is different down here and i <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">had</span> never even noticed it before maybe <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">because</span> i have been here for so long <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">I'm</span> now looking for things that are different, and that made me miss being at home, there things that would seem so trivial to you but to me, at this moment in time, there huge. I want to go for a walk...where can i go? In <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Leicester</span> about 10 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">mins</span> away from my house is a park, it is massive and has old ruins and there was Lady Jane Grey who lived in this house...its beautiful, there are deer and a river running though and it's so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">peaceful</span>, i go there for picnics with my friends in the summer, my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Nana</span> and grandpa used to take me there when i was little, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">I'd</span> go horse riding there and i used to take my dog there. You can see it from my house and my mum and dads house...Maybe its familiarity that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">I'm</span> searching for...i wonder how many of us have places like this...even the same place that we share <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">but</span> for different reasons...this just got me thinking about people's communities that are together but <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">separate</span>. In the work we did with Molly on Ritualistic theatre we talked about the uni and different people memories of certain buildings or rooms...i hadn't actually linked any of this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">until</span> i just sat down and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">started</span> to type funny how things come to us when we think in detail...everything fits into everything eventually!</div>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-79913807061574574232008-11-10T14:46:00.000-08:002008-11-10T15:00:42.429-08:00Les Ballets Trockadero de Monte Carlo<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhskR459SeRqFkgGmcDJkpozUR_nTfKIKtona9jZPmIJLOCdvPB9El08y1lhkvcrPuqwGlFUjKMZUftHz3jy9L1h5bzFb2p4Bj-B-f06HfMJ3h9q84653fMD3_bNjtZe2OUDj452MqhHL2G/s1600-h/trocks.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267164190583071746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhskR459SeRqFkgGmcDJkpozUR_nTfKIKtona9jZPmIJLOCdvPB9El08y1lhkvcrPuqwGlFUjKMZUftHz3jy9L1h5bzFb2p4Bj-B-f06HfMJ3h9q84653fMD3_bNjtZe2OUDj452MqhHL2G/s320/trocks.jpg" border="0" /></a> This weekend i went to Birmingham with a friend from home to see Swan Lake, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Trock</span> style.<br />The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Trocks</span> are all male ballet dancers who perform ballets such as Swan Lake but in a comedy style. They are fantastic to watch if you are interested in Ballet or not. All of the movements are superbly <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">executed</span> and brilliantly danced.<br /><br />The whole thing is very panto expression wise but at the same time parts of the dances are done with <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">precision</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">elegance</span> and you can't help but be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">captivated</span> by the sheer brilliance of the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">piece</span>. Everything you have ever dreaded or wanted to do on stage if taken to the the limits...falling over, Being kicked in the face or generally just wanting to wave at your friends.<br /><br /><br />It's all very <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">professional</span> and non cheesy at all but <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">ultimately</span> very cheesy at the same time...does this make sense???<br /><br />If you get a chance they really are a must see group!Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-1698317727899209642008-11-06T10:44:00.000-08:002008-11-06T11:21:17.571-08:00DV8<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_s8hXjiZSWhijJaJg0D174HutH91i1swo83j2vuqHCkQQ3UXNFT7RM9tECygMWiTCbJvOqETu-c_sSz_X7YneJk2jxps9a7oie47nCugFBuK4-5SLic-leucNV1QSirTdKf-DoHHg4hw1/s1600-h/ToBe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265617389780016594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_s8hXjiZSWhijJaJg0D174HutH91i1swo83j2vuqHCkQQ3UXNFT7RM9tECygMWiTCbJvOqETu-c_sSz_X7YneJk2jxps9a7oie47nCugFBuK4-5SLic-leucNV1QSirTdKf-DoHHg4hw1/s320/ToBe.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>We went to see <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">DV</span>8 last night at The National Theatre...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Bex's</span> boss got us free tickets so we were sat right near the front for free, right <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">in front</span> of Paul Woodward which was funny! Anyway less bragging about free tickets more about what we saw!</div><div></div><div>The <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">piece</span> that was performed was Verbatim theatre which was very strange as we'd only just been talking about it and i was thinking that i didn't understand it or really see how it could be used! After seeing the show i understand and not only do i understand i really like it. The technical side of the performance was fantastic not just the use of the 'black board and comic' but also the technical movement of the body and how words and actions were performed <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">onstage</span>. </div><div></div><div>The stories were so real and acted, in my <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">opinion</span>, to a very high standard. They were real and raw <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">extremely</span> moving. The one that hit home hardest to me was one about a girl in South <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Africa</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">I'd</span> not seen that side of the country because of the areas <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">I've</span> been...how weird that even the world can be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">censored</span> for us.</div><div></div><div>Myself and two other members of our group have decided to work together for our final <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">piece</span> as we were all interested in the same areas...we have come up with many ideas and made many phone calls and also done a lot of research and seem to be set on an idea now of using several different approaches to our work...today i think we made a break through...i am now very excited about this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">module</span> and can't wait to get stuck in and start getting out there and showing our own theatre. I hope we can <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">achieve</span> the reality and clarity that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">DV</span>8 <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">achieved</span> with their performance.</div>Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-35993116096907760722008-10-30T05:43:00.000-07:002008-10-30T06:07:04.697-07:00Blah Blah BlahLast lecture i was confused...for a change!<br /><br />I thought this year was going to be the same as last but harder...i think I'm probably stressing myself out a lot more than i actually need to be, being away from uni has helped a lot...i seem to feel much more relaxed at home...away from the smogg of London!<br /><br />I can't say i fully understand Verbatim theatre and i can't say i think i will like, i like the idea of using the stories, real life stories form the horses moth so to speak, isn't this just a branch off from forum theatre? The stories that Cardboard Citz did for us were peoples true stories...I don't know!<br /><br />I'll tell you what i do know....i know i want a challenge...i worked with Hannah, Char and Kat plus 3 of the lads last year and really enjoyed the challenge of the work. We went into a school in Sheen and it was a real struggle. The class were extremely unruly, and the teacher came with problems of his own...However we all put in a lot of hard work and extra time with the class and I'm happy to say that it really paid off! I enjoyed every minute of working with the group...i enjoy the psychological side of projects like this and the change of behaviour in this group was out standing...However, i have done that now and want a bigger challenge.<br /><br />I would love to come back to Leicester and do a project or go to Birmingham and sort something out there but travel is expensive...I'd like to work in a small group and with Creative Colab is at the same time as community theatre work wise and rehearsal wise i can't see myself getting anything properly done as I'd spend days and nights in a car or on a train...also finding a group of people who would actually want to come to Leicester could be hard.<br /><br />Another thought i had was that my dad works and built up a charity through the police called 'Child Victims of Crime' its pretty much what it says on the tin...both my parents take up to 60 kids and family's to Florida every year...its a huge task and its really beneficial to the group...it means they are surrounded by other people who have suffered the same losses as them just maybe in different ways. One girl a couple of years ago talked for the first time since her mother and sister had been murdered...the charity do such wonders for these children. I don't know if there is something i could do with this???<br /><br />Its very hard, i don't really want to just go back into a main stream school but after doing some calling round it's very difficult to get placement where i would like to be!?!<br /><br />Anyone have any ideas...Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-86841905034249196382008-10-20T05:38:00.001-07:002008-10-20T06:12:35.880-07:00The Help<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEX-eNkANPXrZWRVhHCMKahBYRtV3R-07GpHj3vk6Rr3Eghdkv9wTH6v2Qp7teyCDD2mPp7waqFVtJrH4n9moNHUXlcRNKAlfVRSTeAu_nbnnD0zj7_OGO8Fx8iSElfrSLOaUHfO03KK0p/s1600-h/thehelp.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259214812703420162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEX-eNkANPXrZWRVhHCMKahBYRtV3R-07GpHj3vk6Rr3Eghdkv9wTH6v2Qp7teyCDD2mPp7waqFVtJrH4n9moNHUXlcRNKAlfVRSTeAu_nbnnD0zj7_OGO8Fx8iSElfrSLOaUHfO03KK0p/s320/thehelp.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /> I wasn't particularly looking forward to seeing this production, i can't even sum up why?<br />I enjoyed forum theatre work that we have done in class and had never seen a live piece of theatre performed in this way, so really i should have been more interested in it than i was. However by the end i was completely captivated by how it was used and what settings it could be used in.<br /><br />I like forum theatre because i feel that it can be used in so many ways to help show lives and stories of people and make a whole audience think. As a society i know how closed off we are, how judgemental and also how two faced we are. I would love to take a piece of theatre like this to some of the places i have travelled and lived and to people in this country who are so narrow minded to what the world outside there little life/world is like.<br /><br />After the show Terri did a Q&A session i was amazed that people of my age were so closed off to what it's like to be homeless and how surprised they were to find out about homeless people, such as how much a hostel costs.<br /><br />I felt very privileged to know what i know and to have seen what i have seen i guess i was the narrow minded person thinking at everyone would know. I haven't been homeless but i have lived in places that have no running water and no electricity and no bed and home comforts and though it was hard it was probably when i felt most free...but then reality kicks in of how much we take for granted.<br /><br />The piece that Card bored Citz performed was very well structured, each characters story was very sad and very hard to take in. I wish we would have been able to look at all the situations as i felt the reason that the majority of people chose Rowena's story was actually because they thought <span>hers </span>was more interesting...if we would have explored the other two i think we could have seen just how deep they were. I actually felt (maybe because i want to work in a therapy area) that Charlies story would have been interesting as i think people would have thought that story was allot easier to get out of than Rowena's...i wondered how many of the audience felt shocked and upset by his story!<br /><br />After the show a couple of us stayed and went to the SU with the cast...it was fantastic to talk to all the actors about there own story and get feedback from them, Peoples stores interest me so much and i could listen to people all day talk about there experiences and life stories. I like the rawness and find the truth so refreshing. Myself and Bex got talking to Alix, she is a drama therapist and one of the actors in the show. She was really lovely and very helpful she even took my number and told me she was going to put me in touch with someone she knew at Felth<span></span><span></span>em prison who could help with questions and possibly even a placement for community theatre. I thought this was very nice of her, but there has been so many time's when people have promised to help or contact me and never got back in touch (maybe that's more of a hint to me!) But the next morning she called and gave me a number to call...i haven't had the time yet but certainly will be following the call up.<br /><br />I think one thing that everyone should learn about people in this world is that not everyone has it easy, you can never judge a book by it's cover and your circumstances are not who you are but what helped you become you!<br /><br />Gosh that was very deep...all in all i loved 'THE HELP' and learnt allot more than what was on the surface of the show!Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-14928561765781980812008-10-20T05:27:00.000-07:002008-10-20T05:36:52.726-07:00feeling bad!!!I feel very bad that i have neglected my duties as a blogger, personally I'm finding this whole process very hard. I normally (as stupid as it sounds) look forward to letting off steam in my portfolio and getting everything down but this feels loose i worry its all wrong?!? I'm scared about giving my opinion in case someone reads more or less into what i am trying to say.<br /><br /> I am enjoying all the work we are doing and AM going to get round to writing about it all at some point. But i feel this blog thingy is not for me!<br /><br />I enjoy being artistic and creative with my portfolio and i feel like i should be writing much more structured than i am at the moment and wondering how will this all be put together. I know it's not something that i necessarily need to worried about now but i like to know what i have to do and am going to do...I'm a very organised person.<br /><br />This blog is turning into a self help clinic for me!!Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-67131474249008470392008-10-07T06:10:00.001-07:002008-10-07T06:15:43.142-07:00Confused!!!!Help!!!<br />I have been sat researching ideas for about an hour now, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">I'm</span> so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">frustrated</span> as i really have no idea what i want to do....this is more upsetting because this is hopefully going to the type of work i want to do in the future.<br />Why am i having a thought block and creative disaster????<br /><br />I think i am going to dare to work on my own...but <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">every time</span> i come up with an idea of the area i want to go with i get this block on what type of work to do with them, what they would enjoy and then start doubting that i can infact do this at all...i think i need some inspiration!Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2108865870893871208.post-27673198537856321202008-10-02T08:12:00.000-07:002008-10-02T08:16:39.515-07:00Starting a blogAt first i was happy about writing a blog, i did one when i was travelling and really enjoyed it, However after spending the last 10 minutes trying to find a name for this thing i am now quite board with the whole thing!!!<br /><br />Anyway i enjoyed today's lecture and am in two minds of what i want to do...Doing a group project could be fun...but will anyone listen to my ideas and will everybody have as much involvement as they would like?????Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03153653881043816684noreply@blogger.com1