This will be my last
post about the “Learning Rocks” process/adventure. Truthfully, I would have
loved to blog more about the adventures that we had while making/presenting our
finished product, but we as a class (and as a school!) have blogged more than
most people blog in their lives! So, without further ado, onto the last blog!
Our
class had spent three periods practicing for the presentation in the gallery of
the Neilson Creative Arts Centre. The people that acted out the scenes for us
(Sion, Jaedan, and Sabhat in my group) had obviously practiced more than that.
Mingwei and I didn’t really have to practice as much because we were only
saying the poem, but we still practiced nonetheless. Our poem was four
paragraphs long (the longest poem from our class) consisting of four lines
each.
Throughout these
three periods, Mingwei and I had practiced speaking the poem, while Sion,
Jaedan and Sabhat made up all of them moves and then practiced them. During the
second period, we had a mock presentation and we were critiqued on our
performance. From there, it was just a matter of fine-tuning our presentation
and getting it ready for the big day.
However, that wasn’t
the only thing we had to worry about. Every class had to have their own colour
that they wore on the day of the performance. Unfortunately, our class had many
troubles with this. One of my friends had said it was like “slamming your head
on a wall covered with spikes”. In the end, we chose the colour blue. There was
only one problem with that though; Mrs. Walton’s class had already chosen blue!
We were back to the drawing board. After a long three days of deliberations, we
finally came up with the colour green. Nobody seemed to object, so that was the
colour that we had gone with. Green is the universal colour of peace anyways,
which made me think it would be the best colour to go with.
The day of the
presentation, we had a tech rehearsal, which was basically practice for the
real thing. We used the stage as our practice area, and everything worked out
perfectly. We were ready to finally present!
When we were ready to
preform, I felt kind of nervous, but not overly nervous because there wasn’t a
lot of people at the gallery staring at me. We did the performance, and it went
perfectly. There were no signs of mistakes as far as I know. All in all, we did
very well and I’m proud of North Kipling as a whole. The one thing I was
curious about during the entire process though was: what did Human Rights have
to do with the gallery?
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