going to budiful buda this weekend for another speech tournament.
a lot of the kids aren't prepared. many of them started memorizing their pieces on wednesday.
so much for my new hackneyed motto: quality over quantity.
i'm seeing it as an opportunity to ... (deep breath in through nostrils, then out) let go.
one duet team is doing lanford wilson's burn this, the eighties vehicle for joan allen and john malkovich. when i was in college the rumor was that the joan allen part was written for one of our guest teachers, who was a close friend of lanford wilson's. she was a movement teacher who did weird esoteric exercises with us, like sitting completely still while saying "now you get taller and now you get shorter and now you get taller and now you get shorter..." there was another one where you'd have to stand at the bottom of an imaginary pit and look up at the sky. and of course the soothing voice of relaxation, which is the title of today's entry.
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public speaking freaks me out. i am so anti-social... :( good luck!
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