DAY 5 LAST DAY!!:(

REFLECTION
DAY 5 (LAST DAY) L

Today was sadly the last day of the workshop. We had all been asked to start on our monologues and to work on them while the others had their one on one session with Tim. We brought our own props, costumes, music and everything else we needed. We presented our acts to Tim, and he helped us put in more creative stuff an advice as to how to create the piece.
This was how mine went-

A very good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to “The Reason”. I am Malvolio, The butler of Lady Olivia. Today, I am going to let you all see what goes on in here. I usually never ever ever ever let anyone in, so consider yourselves privileged. I am not the dignified, reserved, solemn, grave and boring person you see now. Keep that in mind.

Let me ask you. What is ones childhood suppose to be like? One full of joy and freedom would you not agree? But NO, NO NO NO. Mine was just the opposite. My parents were poor and I had 6 other brothers and sisters. My father was busy getting drunk while my mother could not care less about us.

But oh, they ALWAYS had the time to complain, criticize and scold us. My mother told me that I, I, I was a good for nothing looser, that I was filthy, worthless and dumb. Hmph, that was when I took the oath. I vowed…

I shall run away from here, this stinking hell hole. I can do nothing whilst I am here. I will prove my mother wrong. I will NOT become the man she thinks I will be. I will be dignified, I will be rich, I will be powerful, I will be the best in whatever I do. I will be who I want to be and NOBODY, NOBODY will be able to stop me. NOONE!

And so I ran away, in hopes that I might be able to one day fulfill that oath I made when I was 10.
I lived in the streets, and during the day, I managed to creep into the compound of a local school, sit outside the class and try to learn what the teachers was teaching.

Sand and dirt was my paper, and stones my pen. One day the mayor of the area was visiting the school, he took pity on me when he saw me in my pathetic state, took me in and provided me with an education. It is because of him, that I am the person and in the status that I am in now.

Now, I am clean, now I am worth something, now I am of a high status, the head of a house. Now I have something to be proud of. Now I have fulfilled the oath I made so many years ago.

I have long washed my hands of my past and the pathetic place I came from. I cannot stand drunk people, I cannot stand dirty people and I cannot stand things being messy or out of place, they are the past, they have no place in my present.

Remember what I said at the beginning of the play? About that not being who I am? Well, that cold, stubborn, spoiler of moods expression is in fact a façade that I put on. Why you might ask? Why would one need to? Let me ask you, how else would one run a household?

How else could a person possibly try to create an environment of law and order, a place where ones madam can find rest and happiness? There is no other way I tell you. No, none. Some people are just so annoying, they do not care what you say, they continue in their rowdy most ungentlemanly ways!

Urgh, they disgust me! Take Sir Toby for example that fat man who wobbles around drunk all day, shouting out undecipherable nonsense. If I told you he was my Madams Uncle, would you have believed?

All he does is suck the money out of my Madam. That good for nothing old fool! My poor madam, what did she ever do to have such a nut case come and live with her!

Oh Madam, my dear madam, my sweet madam. When I make you smile, when you laugh, your joy makes me feel whole again, it makes my day, even though Toby did vomit on my favorite yellow jacket that day!

Oh, I cannot help but imagine the day we shall be united as one. How I long for that day. I do, I do. I do, I do (marriage vows, fake putting on ring).

Oh the day I shall be able to be called Count Malvolio, the day Sir Toby kisses my emerald studded ring on my finger and I say ‘You must amend your drunkenness’.

Sir Toby, that rascal. Played a prank on me just because I was trying to do my duty and keep order in my Madams house.

That unreasonable jerk of a man! He locked me up in a dark room and made me think that my madam was in love with me so that I could have false hopes! He destroyed me, broke me and severely pissed me off.

I never made him play the part of a fool, I never harassed him, I never shamed him in front of others, I never played a heartless prank on him, and I never demanded anything from him except respect.

For the trick that you poked me with, I shall get my revenge, but I will not punish you, a higher power, one that is much much greater than you and everyone else will give you a taste of your medicine. Not very sweet now is it? Is it? Is it? Is it? Is it? ( I slowly lie on the ground and SLEEP…. WAKE UP with confused expression to show that this was all a dream)

Yup, that was how it went. There were parts duringmy speech where I added in the applause which my imaginary audience gave me. This was to create a sense of a dream like nature, as the monologue is suppose to be his dream, where he is given a chance to explain to the world the reason that he acts the way he does, so that people will be able to understand him better and thus not hate him as much. That is why it is called "The Reason" In the beginnig of the speech.

I had an AWESOME time people, totally unforgetable and oh so educative! im PRO WORKSHOPS now! he he.. I would not trade it for anything in the world, though i might fail my profiling tests, i still think it was worth it..:D
And yes, I guess it is a good way of getting to know fellow TSDians from the other schools.. Socializing with the elite is good,. and fun.,. they are really nice you know.,., not all of them are snobs!!

So yeah.. tahts how my experience went..
Hope your happy with my rambling Miss Norzian.. Pass...:D:D