Right now I should be writing my mid term essays for my grad school class- and I will- I have to before midnight tonight. Yep, doing grad school. I've enjoyed it thus far, it's just another thing on my plate. In this moment I just want to run away to a tropical place and read books on the beach. But- duty calls.
This past weekend was the annual Shakespeare Competition. I took my Play Productions class and overwhelmingly they had a memorable and positive experience. I am the first to admit Shakespeare isn't my strong point. But I felt like we had a pretty solid team. I knew we wouldn't place in the top three- but when I saw the scores I was surprised by how low they were compared to where I thought they should've been. I know it is subjective- but I think these scores will upset my students. They don't know the scores yet- do I tell them or just 'forget'. I don't want to take an amazing experience for them and taint it with someone else's opinion. The scores don't matter- I care about their experience. And I was so proud of their work. I was so proud of how they grew and how hard they worked. But, they know they were ranked and rated and will want to know...
In addition I am directing the musical, "Oklahoma", teaching my huge classes, teaching a one day a week class at the Hale (honestly I am regretting that choice- but luckily it only goes until Nov. 12- one week before the musical opens. I wasn't thinking when I said yes to one. more. thing.), trying to have some semblance of a social life and trying to take care of my physical health. Whew.
Back to the kids, I am so grateful to them for their love, enthusiasm, dedication and spirit.
Here are some pictures from the weekend-
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