Amazing to me that in a city this size, its main staple theater draws only about 10 children for a 3rd to 5th grade acting class. Millions of people and out of that pool only 10 kids for its Fall class? Well, this time H.o.p. is one of them. Big time fun. He had a blast. Parents not allowed, shuffled out the door to be permitted back in on the last day when there shall be some sort of play performed. Sounds proceed of children running around, laughing, following instructions to do this and that, put your hands on your hips, that kind of thing. H.o.p. tells me that they played at being popcorn and balloons being blown up and popping. Activities, interestingly, that work with controlling energy while giving the kids an opportunity to end up using that energy in a big way. Now I pop! Now I explode!
Next week, from what I hear, some will be actors and some will be directors and the directors will need to find two things nice to say about the way an actor has done something.
Update: I tried out being a piece of popping corn for H.o.p. and according to him I got it all wrong. I reminded him he is to find at least two nice things to say about what I was doing. He said at least I jumped up when I popped. He couldn’t think of a second nice thing to say.
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