So, I'm going to be ultra metodical in this blogpost. It's the only way to get through 2 weeks worth of stuff.
Firstly: Acting
So I've had 2 and a half rehearsals since last time. The first was last saturday (the 19th) with no less than 6 girls! And ranging from six to 16 years old. Golly gosh! Rather different from one (English speaking) girl. It was rather fun though, and I could do drama games all day every day (don't hold me to that...) We played 'Zip Zap Boing', and 'What are you doing' (ask for instructions!) and made a game out of a well known sketch of Bucket on the Head's called 'The Gift' - we even had a chance to go through another sketch as well. All that in just two hours!
Then the next day, after the service I had a rehearsal with my original girl, as well as three other ladies, plus Jan. Of course, we ate first. I had heard someone say that we would have a 'little picnic' and then get to work. Of course, here that means a proper cooked meal with all the trimmings. Anyway, I found this a LOT more difficult than working with the younger girls. In fact, a simple game of 'Zip Zap Boing' was too much for some...! And then when we got to work on a sketch, everybody wanted to put in their thoughts and ideas, which although wonderful and helpful, started teetering on the edge of a committee meeting.... I also found the adults a little more self conscious which is, I suppose, to be expected!
The 'half' rehearsal was on Wednesday, when I went round the the 'flowers'' house. This is a family of four daughters, all of whom are doing the drama, and all of whom have flower names. We did a little disjointed work polishing up one sketch, and I recruited their Mother as well. Ah yes, I forgot to mention that at the beginning of the rehearsal on Saturday, only two of the sisters wanted to be involved. By the end (with no extra pressure from me may I add) all wanted to be involved! Oh. Yes.
Anywho, that brings me neatly to: Jumping
At the Flowers' house, there was a trampoline. Double the size of the one at my house. Well, maybe not quite double, but certainly MAHUSIVE. Once I'd got over my excitement, I had a lot of fun just pretending to be a child again. Not that I'm particularly ancient, I'll have you know. AND they started playing 'Zip Zap Boing' all on their own!!! Possibly the proudest moment of my life. Ever. It was really lovely to be in a house with four kids, even if there was a boy missing - I'd been missing home a lot and I really felt loved and welcomed there, not that I don't elsewhere. In fact, I'm going to the 6 year old's birthday party on wednesday...it's a shame that people don't seem to like Jelly so much here - it won't feel right without it!
FINALLY, we arrive at: Clothes
After Church yesterday we spent a fair few hours sorting out clothes for Saturday's 'Bourses aux Vetements' (I've purposely left off accents there, it's far too much hassle on my Netbook!)
I don't know what you call that in English - a clothing drive? Jumble sale for the needy? Basically, people come in, pay a 1 euro 50 and take what they need. In fact, I've already got a couple of things! Before you all tell me off for taking from the needy, let me explain: There's a lot of stuff. Jan tried to tell me how much work it was. I kind of shrugged it off - 'I'm sure it's not tat bad.' Oh was I wrong. We left SIX boxes unpacked and just stuck them on chairs because there wasn't room. And we couldn't be bothered. I've been reliably informed that some of the stuff won't go and half an hour in I was being told in no uncertain terms to take something if I wanted it. In fact, a couple of people GAVE me things they thought I might like. So actually, it's not my faut....:-P
Well, I think this post is quite long enough, and has taught me my lesson for not updating sooner. I've still got more to write so there should be an update tomorrow afternoon. Or perhaps morning, I've got a jampacked day tomorrow, so I don't want more information to be added to the backlog! In the meantime, I'll try and get some photos up.
Love to you all,
Carys xxx
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