Staging

In lesson, we had to present our ideas through the third person. It had to be reflective of your style of performance, and so I decided to perform this rendition through a poem – in the style of how I would perform my actual final piece.

it read :

‘The girl sits at her desk

There is a computer

She is typing

She is huffing and puffing

she is irritated

She checks her watch

she smirks to herself about a funny memory that entertains her

she spins on her chair

she tries to balance a pen on her tash

time passes

she is bored

she is tired

she is restricted

her head falls

she enters a dream world

where she would rather be

she stares into the distance as her daydream consumes her, a poetic revelation takes over..

the sounds of the office create a musical symphony about where she really wnats to be and, how this life is not meant for her yet she, feels like she is wasting her life,

by working in a place filled with such strife.

her mind is away in another world, there is more to life for this young girl,

but she has found herself working 9 to 5 in order for her to stay alive.

but what is life if it’s not really lived?

the purpose of the song will be expressive of this, So she’ll walk around the room as the lights change to red,

and purple and blue to show the dreams within her head.

A table and chair will be set over there, as if in a work space, as if others are there.

But her mind will transform the scene of confinement, to smoke machines and colours to make it more vibrant,

as if her mind and the song can transport us all there

to remind us about our choices to come, after uni we must let our imaginations still run,

as free as they can, in the adult world, which we’re all about to enter, so let the truth unfurl.

The song will be direct and hard-hitting to some,

she wants to inform how our lives could become.

The importance of living to your full potential, is a message to end this song on, but coincidentally she comes round, the time has come for her to leave work.

another day awaits tomorrow. Another paycheck. Just to get by. She sighs, and begins to walk away. ‘

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