Acting class

Yesterday was my last acting class for three weeks. (Next week it conflicts with my opera, and the week after the whole class is cancelled!) Only three students came, and Martha left a bit early, but we made the best of it.

One of our activities was reading out loud a short play that Nancy found from a website that offers free plays.  It was about a young man who confronts the tycoon who's converting his mother's building into office space, leaving her homeless, and ends up blowing up the both of them.  My role was the super who reluctantly sets up the confrontation. (I speculated that he didn't know about the explosives and might be older than the young man, and suggested he'd be in trouble if the investigators figured out that he'd locked the door before going away to phone the cops.)

After Martha left, Linda and I read another short play about a married couple who start out playing cribbage with the loser drawing a random chore to do, which ended in acrimony over her wanting to have a baby despite their original agreement.

We also improvised a scene from a slip we drew at random, requiring us to use the romance genre, with marshmallow props and the line "I'll sleep when you're dead!" So we came up with a scene of a long-married couple out camping and toasting marshmallows and needling each other in a good-natured way.