January 09, 2003 ~ 12:04 a.m.
Feeling:
Song of the day: "Final Distance" ~ Utada Hikaru
I love to act. The opportunity to play another role within your own life. To pretend to be someone else. It makes me forget about myself for a while.
I've taken small drama classes before, but I really want to go into big time. The only times I've acted is in little skits for church things. At least some people know of my ability to act. I can imitate accents and facial expressions.
There were two roles that I've played that have seemed interesting in particular. Both had to deal with little stories about my religion. The first happened when I went to this beach party for the church vicariate and our youth was in charge of planning the activities. I of course, chose to run skits. I picked four stories from the bible: two from the Old Testament, and two from the New.
My rules for the skits were simple: everyone in the group act out in the skit doing a 'modern' theme for their skit. Which means, put the bible story/parable received and act it out as if it happened in this present time. Two of the groups weren't bad, the group I was in with Bridget switched our skit with another to do 'The Good Samaritan.' In turn, the other group received 'Noah's Ark' because we felt it would be interesting because they had a guy named Noah in their group.
Anyway, everyone planned out their skits during lunch that time at the beach. I was to be the 'Good Samaritan' while Bridget and another girl were some punks who beat up this guy named Vincent as he was going to college walking down Ali'i Drive. ( a roadway in Kona ) So Bridget thought up of odd types of persons for me to be. Whether I would be a prostitute, and some other odd person. Finally....she decided on the last person I could think of: Usama Bin Laden.
It was a crack up. The sun was close to setting on the beach, so as we had planned to 'say goodnight' to the sun, we watched it set then began our skits. Of course, the others were not so bad, the first was of Adam and Eve, a couple living in the city, being thrown out of their apartment. The next, Noah's ark, where 'Noah' tries to buy a boat to avoid the great flood, yet he needs a liscense and such to own one. My group was next. Bridget and the other girl pretended to beat up Vincent and he lay there on the sand. Two other girls who pretended to be police officers passed him by, and I think another girl who was a doctor.
Finally, I came up ( beach towel around my head resembling a turban ) and claimed myself to be Usama Bin Laden. ( "Look mom! I'm on the United States' most wanted list!" ) So then I pretended to help Vincent and struck my best 'Arabic' accent. Then I pretended to give him money and went on my way. Everyone watching had a good laugh and Sister Elizabeth later told me long after the party that we really knew our parables because Usama Bin Laden was the last person you'd expect to help someone in HAWAII in KONA on Ali'i Drive beaten on the road.
Enough of that...
The second role I enjoyed, was the role of a sour old woman named "La Befana," that I did for a little skit for the younger kids having Sunday class in the morning played on the Three Kings Epiphany feast on January 6th. La Befana lived in Italy some 2,000 years ago when three elegantly dressed wise men visited her asking where Bethlehem was, and that they were to see a baby king. La Befana sent them away angrily but her heart changed and she decided to follow after the three wise men and give candy to the baby king which she wanted to see by carrying homemade candies in a sack. She could not find the three wise men, and along the way she gave away her candies to children in villages she visited to lighten the weight of candies on her back.
La Befana never did find the three wise men or see the baby king afterward. But the legend goes, that every time, she gives away candy to good little children in Italy.
It was a nice little play I did...and everyone who say my little performance enjoyed it. Now Bridget and everyone else calls me 'La Befana' once in a while.
Well enough with roles...I play a lot of them. Let's see if I can make that small dream bigger someday...
Can't take this crap anymore...
Torn
Staying Strong
Heavenly Music
A Filipino Drunkard's Party
Living life »»†«« in solitude...
