Days Seventeen, Eighteen, and Nineteen
On Tuesday, a guest slam poet (a lovely lady named Rachel McCrum) gave us circular nicknames, ballad encouragement, and taught us how to properly adjust a microphone. After truly embarrassing myself, I became a bit more comfortable with the idea of slam.
Wednesday and Thursday passed in a blur. Everything was focused on writing and practising for our evening of Slam Poetry (Thursday night) and getting our radio play finished and rehearsed by Friday.
I read twice in the Slam, made it to the second heat, and won a Golden Orb for my efforts (in JF speak, that means a clementine). My friend Joe (unsurprisingly) won the Slam – snaps for Joe!!!!
Yesterday morning was gratifying – our radio play went off without a hitch – and very humourous. My classmates are hysterical! We had a long lunch, accompanied by Buttons and Maltesers (that’s North Point Café speak for a hot chocolate with whipped cream, marshmallows, and either Cadbury Buttons or Maltesers on top) and a quick couple of sandwiches, topped off with some of the most delicious ice cream I’ve ever had.
Tutorial on Friday afternoon was a summation and workshop. Eva and I did small shopping and raced the rainy sky home.
The tartan hair scrunchies are still a thing.