I guess as I continue blogging this becomes easy and a habit, but now it is rather new to me. I got really enthusiastic about blogs when I saw Julia and Julie the film in the Coca Cola Plaza. As in that movie it was obvious how inspiration and stories for films and books may come from blogs so I see the blogs might be the new "streets and buses", where people overhear others conversations.
So I will see what grows out of this. Not hoping too much of this. I will firstly improve my consistency of one activity. My objective right now is two years .
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Sunday, 1 November 2009
Starts snowing!
I would like to tell you a story. I guess this one might be interesting only for the ones who were there, but from that story came my blog title also.
A year ago. Three girls ran out of the stuffy schoolhouse to go for a walk after dinner. The students were not there in the little village to study, they were to teach others. Lets go two hours back in time understand what they were doing there after all. First it was very challenging to see twelve little girls and boys looking at you not understanding why are you there and what do you want to do. As a matter of fact at that moment, we, the so called theatre-teachers thought the same thing. As the teachers were nervous, and no trick like lets imagine the audience naked or something like that would help, they took little time to get introduced with the children. Soon, after a few icebreaking games it was the clock that saved as we were happy that for this day it was all. But tomorrow was also a day.
And to get to the snowy part. They were walking outside along a small road and just fooling around. For some moments they walked, eyes closed, made a stop to see the nature and they had also a cat there with them- coming form nowhere and one moment she was also gone. For the above mentioned reasons it was a tiring, confusing day. Walking, laughing and looking around, they once saw snow coming down. It was snowing heavily and at one point it was clearly visible how the snowflakes made the same effect as somebody had a white thread and would baste/sew the air together. And at that moment it was so ridiculously indifferent what would happen, it did not happen was tomorrow a day or not, would it come or not. One would just look around and feel like surrounded by feathers.
The next day some things went damn well, others not so good but the emotion from the evening was the one that would be in my mind till now.
A year ago. Three girls ran out of the stuffy schoolhouse to go for a walk after dinner. The students were not there in the little village to study, they were to teach others. Lets go two hours back in time understand what they were doing there after all. First it was very challenging to see twelve little girls and boys looking at you not understanding why are you there and what do you want to do. As a matter of fact at that moment, we, the so called theatre-teachers thought the same thing. As the teachers were nervous, and no trick like lets imagine the audience naked or something like that would help, they took little time to get introduced with the children. Soon, after a few icebreaking games it was the clock that saved as we were happy that for this day it was all. But tomorrow was also a day.
And to get to the snowy part. They were walking outside along a small road and just fooling around. For some moments they walked, eyes closed, made a stop to see the nature and they had also a cat there with them- coming form nowhere and one moment she was also gone. For the above mentioned reasons it was a tiring, confusing day. Walking, laughing and looking around, they once saw snow coming down. It was snowing heavily and at one point it was clearly visible how the snowflakes made the same effect as somebody had a white thread and would baste/sew the air together. And at that moment it was so ridiculously indifferent what would happen, it did not happen was tomorrow a day or not, would it come or not. One would just look around and feel like surrounded by feathers.
The next day some things went damn well, others not so good but the emotion from the evening was the one that would be in my mind till now.
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