Still quite early actually ;D
Archive for September, 2008
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Memory Lane: Intermission
Well, 3 days is enough. Plenty more to go, but it’s not fun revealing everything about me in one go is there?
;D
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Memory Lane: Part 3
Musicals.
I took part in one. In the orchestra. Under the label “Percussionist”.
It was unbelievably fun. Here’s the percussion score for Simba, King of the Jungle.
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Memory Lane: Part 2
PROJECT TIME
Task: Do a project related to the Phantom Of The Opera.
Idea: Let’s make a movie!So the few of us planned out a movie. Here’s the script.
We shot the movie, and I have no idea where the footage is now.
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Memory Lane: Part 1
Wind back 2 years; in Form 2; my last year at my old school…
[Note: like most photos in this blog, clicking on the picture brings up a higher-res photo]
They called for a choral speaking group. A group of select, dedicated people who could speak in perfectly synchronized, harmonious, collective voices and dazzle the audience. Amazing people, a group of such quality which had never been seen before nor would ever been seen again.
They got a bunch of secondary students. Not exactly highest-caliber, but it would do.
So we practiced many hours, taking over several class periods and generally laughing and enjoying ourselves to no end. A competition there would be! Come October, we would speak our hearts out, and stun the judges and the other schools competing. So our talented prefects penned out a first draft:
Slowly, we improved it. About 2 weeks later, a much longer version had been penned. But still, every time the group met, changes were made.
It took months. Cutting, adding, changing the text. Adding humour, removing crass jokes. Meanwhile, we were amazing. Quite possibly the best group ever. It was obvious what would happen. We would sweep the trophy for Best Choral Speaking Group. We would even win future awards, for our brilliance transcended the space-time continuum and won us awards far into the future.
And finally a nearly-final script was completed:
Then some surprising news. The competition would not be held this year. Well then. Enough practice. Continue next year. Let’s rest. Enough for now.
I left school that year. I never got to recite this.