And there I was. The education session for our CEP project was about to start in five minutes, and I was lying on a rock-hard table and watching my friends drain their whole energy on our architectural courses. I didn't know what time it was, but the classroom where the session was about to take place was 30, maybe 40 seconds away from our studio, so I was fine. Then the terrible smell of Pattex reached my nostrils and I started coughing like a 40-year cigarette smoker, until then [plot twist] I didn't even remember there was a session.
I got my notebook and pencil, and ran out of the class in approximately 7 seconds, and I was barely keeping myself from laughing, because the situation was messy.
I made it, of course. 3 minutes early, too. I could've been the new Usain Bolt if I lost 45 kilograms and had a heart transplant.
So, while I waited, I looked around to see if there were anyone I knew. Unsurprisingly, I knew no one.
And the session began.
We were not exactly being educated, but we were learning a few minor things. I've stated that I took part in similar projects before, so while the groups were being set up, I was the one on top. Not that I cared, but it felt good to remember I was incredibly interested in theatre once upon a time.
So, I can only assume that you think the title is only about the events that occured today. It is not. This is also your introductory education.
The CEP program I will participate in is basically about getting 5th-6th grade kids to love the art of theatre, and to prepare them for what was next to come, if their interest were to stay on.
We will be playing games with these kids, and we will educate them on creative drama. And it will be fun. It has to be fun with such imagination blooming and glowing around us.
See you on 9th.
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