Personal Narrative: My Love For Intro To Theatre

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“Please tell your fellow classmates a little about yourself, including your major, family, hobbies, work and your favorite kind of ice cream (at least 100 words).” I laid back in my chair with a sigh of relief. The first assignment of the year is always easy! Sitting up again, I began to type. I started with my extracurricular activities and school, and then talked about working at the Playhouse and my pets. Nothing else about me was worth listing so I concluded the post with my love for Mint Chip ice cream. I read through it again to make sure everything made me sound just a little better than I actually am and was just about to hit submit. That’s when I saw it. “87 words.” 87 words?!? How could that be? I talked about everything! 100 words …show more content…

A big group of old people came in and I asked them if they wanted me to move to a different table so they could all have tables next to each other. They replied and said that would be awesome and if I wanted to join them, I could. I had about two hours before rehearsal at the Playhouse started and all I had to do was a discussion post for Intro to Theatre. Once I was done with everything, I checked the time. I still had an hour before I had to leave. Within 2 minutes, I had pulled Netflix up and started watching an episode of “The Great British Baking Show”. Abruptly, I slammed my computer shut and threw it in my backpack. I power posed, and walked to their tables, asking if I can watch. They were shocked that I took them up on their offer and cleared a seat for …show more content…

I turned down an offer to turn pages for the pianist in the Des Moines Symphony because I was scared I would mess up. “I turn pages for the principal concert pianist in the Des Moines Symphony.” 13 words. I turned down the opportunity to Stage Door a Broadway show in New York because it was inconvenient for my family. “I worked with the Broadway family of Anastasia during the Stage Door flood.” 13 words. I missed a chance to meet and work with professional AP (Associated Press) photographers around the world in New York because I was convinced if I went to New York alone, something bad would happen to me. “I worked with AP photographers in New York to shoot a “Times” series.” 13

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