Our play script is a bit different, but quite similar in many ways. This scene is somewhat similar. Mum bought this, I watched the entire DVD, and found it quite helpful as to what I wanted the lads I cast to portray.
(Unfortunately, I couldn’t get the video to load since the embed was turned off! One of these days I’ll figure out how to do it! Grrrr!)
Click the link below to watch.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3lpKLTbtKlU
I was well PUMPED for this day to begin!
“Parker and I decided not to have a Garden Club Meeting after school today, Amar. We’re going to have a longer meeting tomorrow morning instead.” Erik said as we rode the tram. “That way, if anyone from the Garden Club wants to audition for the play, and the time runs past final period, they can still do it.”
“Thanks, little buddy.” I said. “I just think how long the auditions run all depends on how many show up. But as dad said at breakfast, even if a small number shows up, he was certain the audition time will run well past last period.”
“Parker and I will be working in the Greenhouse after school for a while, so can I come at the end of your auditions and watch? Then we can ride the tram home together, Amar?”
“Sure you can, little buddy!” I said, giving him a hug as we hopped off the tram. “Remember, Joopey and Reece will be coming home with us also. Are you sure you don’t want to come to the North Sea with us?”
“Sure I want to come, Amar.” He shrugged. “But with our Garden Club Meeting, I’ll just have to wait until the next time we go.”
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All I knew of today was that I wanted classes to be over as soon as possible so the auditions could begin. And I wasn’t the only one feeling that way! Shayne and Lars were well beside themselves along with many others.
“We just can’t wait for everything to begin happening, Amar!” Shayne said, dancing around nervously with Lars clinging to him. “This is going to rocket the Drama Club into space!”
It was so cute when Joopey came up to me before lunch.
“Can I have permission to audition and be in your play, Amar?” He asked.
“Yes you can, Joopey,” I said, giving him a hug. “You really don’t need to ask permission for that – but I’m glad you did. Are you going to audition, Reece?” I looked at the lad.
“Oh no, Amar,” Reece barely said, blushing. “I can’t go on stage in front of everyone. That would be too scary.”
After lunch, the Dean Master told me that the English Lits Prof, Professor Springer, would be willing to be our adult advisor for the play! That was grand news because Prof Springer was one of my favourite Profs, and I liked him a lot.
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My advanced Maths Prof allowed me to leave class a bit earlier so I could head down to the Commons Room and start setting up before last period. I also had the help of Steven, who would be handing out audition forms to all the lads auditioning, and would help keep them in order DURING auditioning so I could concentrate on those reading the various parts.
And as chimes sounded for final period, the lads began filing into the Commons Room as Steven handed them an audition form to fill out, as well as assigning them a number that I would call when it was their turn to audition. Naturally, all the lads from the Drama Club were present, and there were also quite a few more that weren’t in the club that showed up – which well pleased me.
So after everyone was seated with their number and form, I made a brief announcement to everyone:
“I know several of you are comfortable with the audition process, but there are also some of you who will be well nervous. My advice to you is try to relax and look at this as a learning experience. I want everyone to do their best, but most of all I want you all to have fun in doing so!
“As I’m sure most, if not all of you, have read through all or a part of the script. Your audition form has a place for you to put down what character or characters you are auditioning for. There is also a yes or no question asking if you would be willing to take a female role, since there are some roles that just couldn’t be changed to a male part.
“But just so you all know, I can’t cast everyone as the lead, but I will do my best to be fair in choosing the parts for each of you. Please be aware that there could be some disappointments at the outcome, but I know each one of you will give it your best. Remember, this is only our first play – there will be many more to come in the future, so there will be many more opportunities for all of you to get the part you want.
“There are also other opportunities for everyone to sign up for a crew on the signup sheets on the side table.” I pointed. “So if you don’t get cast this time around, you can still be involved with this play by being on one of the many crews available.
“When your number is called, I will give you a portion of the script and assign you a character to read. At times, there may be several of you on stage reading various parts of the script together. Just remember, it is all about characterization, and that is what I will be looking for in each of you. Some of you might even be called back to the stage to read a different part, or the same part. Just be aware that is not an indication that I have chosen you for one part or the other. I’ll be looking for your versatility, stage presence, vocalization, and projection.
“Are there any questions?” I asked.
No one responded.
“All right then, do your best and HAVE FUN EVERYONE!”
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My table was situated on the floor a few metres in front of the stage, so those auditioning were above and in front of me on the stage. I was able to judge their characterization, vocal clarity, and projection as they read their lines. I could also see which ones were naturals, and which ones might need a bit of coaching.
I had loads of fun, and it was obvious everyone else was having fun as well! Sure there were some well nervous lads, but I made note of those and made it a point to call them back up to the stage to read again; where they seemed more relaxed the second time around.
Here is a list of the 38 who auditioned. Those in bold were not members of the Drama Club.
7th – Trevor, Justin, Oliver, Sven, Kelly, Nolan, Alexander, Max, Joopey, Pieter, Billy, Randy, Ian, Kurt
8th – Cody, Andrew (Drew) Mitchell, Julian, Pedro, Quinn, Zachary, Franklin, Brendan & Braden (twins), Gavin
9th – Shayne, Lars, Ryan, Wesley, Darren, Noah, Colin, Rodney, Ethan
10th – Devin, Roderick, Miguel, Bernie
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We did go well past final chimes by 30 minutes or so, but it was well worth it! I had a pretty good idea on choosing the cast with the loads of notes I took on each of the lads who auditioned.
Joopey and Reece had time to pack for the weekend, and I was well excited for Mum and dad to meet Reece for the first time. I know already, Mum would fall in love with the little tyke.
Parker stayed at school to spend a bit of time with Sven, so it was just Erik, Joop, Reece, and I heading home on the later tram. Erik said he would spend some time with Joopey and Reece tonight to give me a chance to go over my auditioning notes while everything was still fresh in my mind. But I wasn’t planning on casting everyone this evening. I had enough time.
It was just a matter of going back over my notes and also rehashing how each one auditioned and what their qualities were – or weren’t – but I had a weekend to do that, and being at the North Sea would help me decide my cast with a clear, relaxed mind.
I will admit that I was running on pure adrenaline yesterday, so if my post seemed long and fast-paced, I need not apologize since it was my adrenaline speaking!
But in talking with Mum and dad over breakfast this morning, I had come up with an idea last night that I just had to bounce off of them and get their opinion.
“What if I were to ask a few Mums and dads to possibly lend a hand with our production?” I asked.
“Parental involvement is always a good idea in any extracurricular school activity, Amar.” Dad said. “What exactly do you have in mind?”
“For now, probably measuring, sewing, and fitting costumes as well as helping with makeup from the Mums.” I suggested.
“Shayne probably prefers to do his own lipstick and eyelashes,” Erik sang, before he said “OW!” as I kicked him under the table and glared at him.
“That was unfair and uncalled for, little buddy!” I growled as dad agreed.
“Sorry,” Erik mumbled.
“Then I’m thinking the dads could lend a hand on the heavier things,” I continued. “Such as helping us bring everything from storage in the basement up to the backstage area, hanging overhead lights on the stage, and getting the light and sound board set up. All this would happen, of course, once all my crew heads have their helpers lined up.”
“Don’t worry about me! I’ll be in my greenhouse!” Erik grunted, pushing his chair back and running upstairs.
I let out a sigh as I looked at Mum and dad before scooting my chair out. “I’ll have a talk with him.” I said, heading upstairs.
“What’s wrong, little buddy?” I asked as I walked into his loo while he was brushing his teeth.
“Nuffing, weefe me awome!” He said with a mouth full of foam before he spit it out in his sink. “Nothing’s wrong. Leave me alone!”
“Erik, I was going to ask you if. . .”
“Leave me alone, Amar!” He growled as tears filled his eyes and he pushed past me and stormed down the steps.
I heard Mum and dad calling to him as I ran down after him, but the front door had already slammed, and he was gone, and I just sighed and hung my head.
“Let Erik cool off a bit before you have a talk with him.” Dad said calmly.
“He’s jealous of me, isn’t he, dad?” I said, feeling the tears well in my eyes.
“No, Son, Erik’s not jealous.” Dad hugged me. “He’s got almost as much going on as you do. I just think he’s feeling a little left out, that’s all.”
“I was going to tell him I have an important job for him with the play, but I never got the chance to say it, dad.” I said.
“Go brush your teeth before you’re late catching the tram, Amar.” Dad said. “I know you will find the right place and time to tell your brother what you have in mind for him.”
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There was a light rain falling as I headed to the tram stop, but Erik wasn’t there, so I was certain he had run a few blocks to catch a different tram.
When I got to school, I went right to Erik’s Base class. His tote, still unpacked, was sitting at his Station, but he was nowhere about.
“Where’s Erik?” I asked Parker.
“I don’t know, Amar.” Parker said. “He looked a little upset when he put his tote down, but he didn’t say anything and just left. Maybe he had to go to the loo or something.”
“Thanks, Parker.” I said, heading out to the nearest loo.
There were a few other lads there, but Erik wasn’t there, so I went to my Base and dropped my tote at my Station.
“You look troubled, Love.” Ben said. “What’s wrong?”
“Erik’s the one who’s a little troubled, Ben.” I said as chimes sounded. “I need to find him and talk to him.”
So as we headed to Chapel, I asked Parker if Erik came back and he shook his head that he didn’t. “I’ll catch up to you later, Ben.” I said, stopping and walking in the opposite direction as everyone else filed into Chapel.
In a few more minutes, the empty halls were dead quiet as the soft organ music echoed from the distant Chapel. And I don’t know how I came to the conclusion, but I suddenly figured out just where Erik might be, so I headed to the Commons Room.
When I entered the dim room, sure enough, I spotted Erik. He was sitting smack in the middle of the stage with his head down as he hugged his knees.
“Hey, little buddy,” I whispered as I approached the stage.
“Hey, Amar,” He whispered back, not looking up.
I walked around to the stairs on the side of the stage, and then moved across to sit down next to him.
“Want to talk about what you’re feeling?” I whispered, putting my arm around his shoulders as he leaned into me.
“I want to audition and be in the play, Amar,” He cried quietly. “But I can’t do both the play and run the Garden Club at the same time. So I’ve been thinking that if I got a part in the play, I’d have to quit Garden Club, and I don’t want to do that. Being in the play and doing rehearsals just wouldn’t work out for me.”
“It’s smart that you thought about all that, Erik.” I said, hugging him into me. “It was like I told you before that you have to think of your priorities, and I see that you have.”
“But I’ll miss all the fun that everyone will have.” Erik sniffed. “I just wish there was a way it could work out, is all.”
“I was going to tell you something important this morning that I wanted you to do, little buddy.” I said. “But you ran out before I could say it.”
He looked at me with his red, tear-filled eyes. “What were you going to tell me, Amar?”
“Well, now that we’re here at school, I might as well just show you instead of tell you.” I said standing up and helping him to his feet.
“Where are we going; to Chapel?” He asked as he followed me.
“No, Erik,” I said. “We’re going to miss Chapel today. We have a mission to accomplish.”
It was the first time Erik was in the freight elevator, and he was quite excited at the slow, rumbling, whirring ride! It was also the first time Erik had been in the basement, since it was “off limits” to students without permission – or who didn’t have a legitimate reason for being down there. I will say that Erik and I had a reason!
“It’s so big down here, Amar!” Erik said, his voice echoing off the concrete walls. “Someone could well get lost here! But where are we going and why are we here?”
“This is where we’re going, Erik.” I said as we stopped in front of the double metal doors marked 8-b. “And I’ll tell you why we’re here in a minute.” I added, taking the key from my pocket and unlocking the door before switching on the light.
“You have a key?” Erik gasped. “And what’s all THIS?”
“This was what I was going to tell you this morning before you stormed out of the house, little buddy.” I said, slowly pulling the black tarp off the large spotlight as Erik’s eyes and mouth widened.
“Wow,” He barely whispered.
“I need someone to run the follow spotlight for the play.” I smirked at him as he ran his hands over the black surface of the huge spot. “You wouldn’t have to be at rehearsals until the very last week, so you wouldn’t have to sacrifice but one or two of your Garden Club meetings, AND you could be involved in the play and the performance.”
Happy tears had welled up in Erik’s eyes and were streaming down his cheeks as he gave me a hug. “You’re the best big brother in the whole world, Amar!”
“And guess what else you get to do running the spot, little buddy?” I said, going to one of the many boxes and pulling out a box with headphones in it. “You’ll be communicating with Carl, the stage manager, during the entire show. He will be following the script from back stage with all the light cues on them, so you’ll need to wear a set of headphones with a mike to talk to each other since you will be all the way in the back of the Commons Room on a tall riser with your big spotlight!”
Erik put on the headphones and let out a long squeal that rang and echoed through the room like a fire alarm going off! Then he gave me the biggest hug and kiss I’d gotten from him in a while!
After covering the spot, and putting the headphones back in the box, we locked up the room and then headed back upstairs just as Chapel was letting out.
“I’m sorry I acted like a prat this morning, Amar.” Erik said. “I just didn’t want to be left out of the first school play, is all – especially with you as Director.”
“That’s OK, little buddy.” I said. “I wasn’t planning on leaving you out. But do me a favour next time, OK? Before you over react, let the other person explain things first. Things may go in your favour before you even realize it.”
“I promise, Amar.” Erik said, as we gave each other another hug before heading to our Bases.
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So other than the Erik dilemma this morning, it was pretty much a breather day with not much else happening. Oh sure, Shayne and Lars were giddy as ever with the impending auditions, and there also seemed to be a little excitement with some of the other lads as well. I think I saw at least 15 scripts in the hands of lads, and even a couple of them were saying lines back and forth during lunch and such as they prepared for auditions tomorrow.
We had a grand scrimmage in Gyms today, and call me bias; but I am certain Ben’s Badgers were by far the better basketball team over the other 5 teams!
During final period, I was in the quiet of a Study Chamber alone where I could prepare partial pages of the script for those auditioning. Depending on how many auditioned, I planned to have individuals read as well as groups of 2 or more read together so I knew how they would interact with each other. That would give me a broader view of who I should cast in certain roles, if they would be cast at all.
But my hope was to use everyone, if the numbers weren’t too large. There might be a load of “extras”, but at least everyone who auditioned would have a chance to be on stage; if in a lead role, a minor role, or just saying one line and mingling in as “townspeople”.
I also knew there would be some amount of disappointment when several tried out for the lead roles, and I hoped I could be fair to everyone by giving them hope for the next play or the next. I would want them to know they could try again and not give up just because they lost out on the role they wanted their first time around.
Sigh, that’s my Amar dilemma.
I couldn’t have been more excited with my new assignment! I actually WAS branching off into a whole new direction, and taking a challenging flight into the wind. I couldn’t wait to catch the up-draft so I could soar to a completely new level.
In my excitement, I arrived at school early after catching the earlier tram.
“What I would like to believe, Sir, is that we are actually developing a Theatre Department in conjunction with the Drama Club.” I said as I sat in my favourite chair while he sipped his tea and listened to me. “I would like your suggestions for an adult sponsor though. I think it would be wise to start our first full play with such supervision; if you agree.”
“I do, and you are wise to suggest that, Amar.” He said. “Do tell me what your plans are.”
“I have read through four scripts, narrowing my choice to two plays; The Outsiders, and The Prince and the Pauper.” I said, putting the two scripts in front of him. “I finally decided to choose The Prince and the Pauper. It kind of reminds me a little bit of Joopey.”
“Those are two good choices that I would have supported either way, Amar.”
“Thank you, Sir,” I smiled. “The Prince and the Pauper will actually allow more lads to be involved, since it has a cast of 25 or more with extras. Of course, I would need to change the female roles to male roles, but that will be easy enough to do except for Tom Canty’s Mum and sister. But that is something a simple wig, some makeup, and a dress could cover up. There are actually enough lads with long hair where a wig wouldn’t be needed.”
The Dean Master chuckled. “Go on, Amar.”
“I do plan to delegate several responsibilities to have a solid crew to work with as well.” I went on. “I already have some chums in mind for Stage Manager, Set Designer, Sound Manager, and even down to someone who will handle the programs. I will need to search for someone to be my Lighting Manager, but once I get your total approval, I will begin asking around and then let you know when the positions are filled.”
“You also need to talk with Mr. Johnston, Amar.” The Dean Master said. “There are several things in the storage area in the basement that you might be interested in seeing He has the inventory in his office, so I can’t tell you what all is there.”
“That’s brilliant, Sir! Thank you!”
“I’m sure you want to get started as soon as possible, am I right?” He asked.
“Exactly, Sir,” I said. “I plan to have OPEN auditions. In other words, allow any of the lads to audition even if they aren’t in the Drama Club. I think this could possibly generate even more interest in theatre and also give everyone in the school a chance to participate – whether it is on stage or behind the scenes.
“Auditions will be cold readings from the script, and I would like to hold those auditions this Friday during final period if I could.” I said. “That way, I could cast the play during the weekend, post the results in each Base Class on Monday, and then begin rehearsals with a simple read-through on Monday last period. From there, we could have rehearsals during last period on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays – until we get closer to production where rehearsals would be more frequent.”
“You’ve already done quite a bit of work on this project already, Amar.” The Dean Master smiled. “Of course, I didn’t think you would do any less, and I am well proud of you. I have also allotted a small budget for your project, and will look ahead on the school calendar to see what dates could be used for the performance.”
“Thank you so much, Sir!” I got up just to give him a hug. “I won’t let you or the school down.”
“I know you won’t, Amar.” He winked. “That’s why I planted the seed in your head to begin with. Go ahead and make your announcement in Chapel this morning.”
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Before heading into Chapel, I pulled Shayne and Lars aside and told them the basic details. Their squeals and excited dramatics definitely drew a lot of attention! I told them I have the Dean Master’s blessing, and that I would be making a brief announcement in Chapel.
After Jason made the regular announcements, he called me up to make mine.
“Good morning everyone, it’s good to be back up here again. But my announcement is going to be completely different, and I hope it will generate some genuine interest amongst all of you.
“The Dean Master, along with the leaders of the Drama Club, Shayne and Lars, has asked me to coordinate and direct our first school play.”
The Chapel began buzzing with excitement just then.
“I have chosen to do the full version of The Prince and the Pauper, and will be posting the list of characters in each of the Base Classrooms by lunch today. There will also be copies of the script for those of you interested in reading the play before auditions. That might help you decide which character you would like to audition for. Those copies will be available to check out from the Media Centre.
“I will be holding the auditions this Friday in the Commons Room during final period. Depending on how many audition, it may go past the end of the period, so please be prepared.
“Also, the auditions will be OPEN, meaning whether you are in the Drama Club or not, you will still be able to try out with cold readings from the script. The cast list will be posted in your Base Classrooms first thing Monday morning, and our first read-through rehearsal will be Monday during last period in the Commons Room.
“I will also be approaching some of you throughout today to help head up the various crews. So for those who don’t want to be on stage, but would still like to be involved, there will be openings in set building and painting, sound, lights, props, and costumes, as well as back stage crews to help move scenery. Interviews for crew members will be held sometime next week once I pick the crew heads – so if any of you have an interest in any of the crews, let me know today or tomorrow.
“This is not only going to be a grand opportunity for us to have fun, but also give us a chance to show the community we have other abilities besides just being a great learning institution.
“Thank you!”
I didn’t expect it, but I got cheers and long applause as I stepped down to sit next to Ben and David.
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“Yes, Love, I’ll design your sets for you.” Ben surprised me without me even asking as we walked back to Base.
“Aww, Ben, thanks!” I stopped and gave him a grand hug.
“I’ll give Ben a hand too, Amar.” David said as I gave him a hug also.
“Carl!” I called out, catching up to the lad before he entered his Base. “If you’re willing, I love for you to be my Stage Manager, which is somewhat like an assistant to the Director.”
“Are you well serious, Amar?” Carl gasped, his mouth falling open.
“I’m dead serious, Carl.” I gave him a hug. “Think about it and let me know.”
And by lunch, Carl gave me his “Yes”, Teddy agreed to be my Sound Manager, Steven was more than willing to be my Publicity Manager as well as design the programs. Spencer (12th) offered to be my Lighting Manager, and David’s brother Danny said he would like to take care of props!
The only void I had left was finding someone to handle costumes – but I still had loads of time to fill that spot, as well as someone to handle makeup during dress rehearsal and performances.
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During final period, I had to make a few rounds and take care of some business, so it was nice to not have to worry about staying in the 7th Form Study. I first stopped in the Media Centre and talked to the Media Centre Matron to see how many lads had checked out scripts.
“I had to copy an additional 10 more, Amar.” She told me. “I’ve never seen the likes of the lads showing such interest in reading since the Harry Potter books!”
“Thanks for your help, Ma’am.” I said. “I just hope there is as much interest when it comes to auditions, is all.”
I next stopped by the office and told the Dean Master the news about my crew members wanting to take on the challenge, and he was quite impressed.
“It appears you are on a roll now, Amar.” He said before I left in search of Mr. Johnston.
We took the freight elevator down to the basement, and I followed him as he led me through the catacombs in the bowels of the school – going from one room to the other as he flicked on the lights as we walked.
“Just like they planned ahead that this school would eventually have a Music Department some day, Amar,” Mr. Johnston said. “I’m sure the planners allowed the purchase of some equipment in anticipation there would also be a Theatre Department.”
“That sounds well promising, Sir.” I said as we stopped in front of double metal doors and the man fingered through his keys until he found the right one.
When he unlocked the doors and turned on the light, I really didn’t see anything recognizable at first since everything was either in boxes, or just covered up with dusty black tarps.
But the first thing that Mr. Johnston pulled the tarp away from nearly took my breath away! It was a huge spotlight on wheels!
Then upon closer inspection of some of the boxes, there was an additional sound system complete with a sound board, and also 5 boxes that contained “body mikes”!
There were also several boxes with “can stage lights”, and two boxes that contained coloured “gels” for those lights. Another box revealed a large light board!
I was so beside myself with excitement, that I nearly peed my trousers!
There were a dozen huge panels and several other boxes that I wanted to open right then, but Mr. Johnston stopped me.
“I have a folder with all the inventory of this room, Amar.” He said. “Rather than open every box, I’ll let you see what the inventory sheets say we have.”
So we headed back up to his small office and he gave me the inventory folder that simply said Theatre Supplies Inventory – Basement, Room 8b.
Then he opened the top drawer on his little metal desk and handed me a key that was marked 8b.
I thanked him and gave him a hug.
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“How the bloody hell did you get so dirty, Amar?” Ben asked when I walked into Base.
I didn’t even look at myself until Ben pointed it out, but my shirt, tie, and trousers were smudged with dust, and my face and hands were filthy!
“It’s amazing all the theatre supplies in one of the storage rooms in the basement, Ben!” I said with excitement as David, Tom, and Teddy gathered round me while I opened the inventory folder. “Ben, there are at least a dozen large canvas panels 3 metres high by 1 metre wide (10 ft. by 4 ft.) that can be used to paint scenery on. And Teddy, there is a complete sound system with a sound board complete with stage and body mikes. Plus there is a huge spotlight and a bunch of other stage lights! I’m so excited, I can hardly think straight.”
“Come on, Love,” Ben grabbed my arm. “Let’s go to the loo so you can wash up before you catch the tram home.”
“This is going to be a grand theatrical performance!” I cooed to the others before Ben and I headed to the loo just as final chimes sounded.
I was actually looking forward to this day, mainly last period, so I would have a better idea as far as what Shayne and Lars wanted, or expected of me. If I was going to take temporary charge of the Drama Club, then I was planning on grabbing that bull by the horns and taking the ride of my life!
“I wonder if I could be in the Drama Club too, Amar?” Erik asked as we rode the tram. “I think it would be fun to be on stage and see what it’s like.”
“That would be a big commitment, little buddy.” I said. “You’d have to sort out some of your priorities being you are already running the Garden Club. Just think a bit more about it before you choose to commit, OK?”
When I got to Base, Ben gave me a nice hug before I started unpacking my tote at my Station.
“We need to finalize the list for this weekend trip to the North Sea, Love, and make a decision as to who will be coming along.” Ben said. “I talked to Noah’s parents and they gave permission, saying it would be a fantastic experience for Noah.”
“Danny and I got the OK from our Mum and dad.” David said as he plopped his tote at his Station. “Maybe we can invite Joopey too, Ben. Since he’s taking the 8th Form classes and is with Danny most of the day, Danny is really starting to like the little lad. They’d be good company together.”
“But if we invite Joop, then we’ll probably have to invite Reece also.” I said.
“Hey, I like little Reece,” Ben said.
“I’m afraid I do too, Ben.” I smirked.
So the count was settled for the North Sea trip, and it was now a NEW North Sea Saltwater Seven with Ben, me, David, Danny, Noah, Joopey, and Reece!
In asking Joopey to join us at the North Sea, I would actually be taking care of two birds with one stone. This would give me an opportunity to teach him about asking permissions and such so he just didn’t assume Reece can come along because Joop himself was going.
So after lunch, I took Joopey aside alone to have a little chat with him.
“We are taking another trip to the North Sea this weekend, Joopey, and I was wondering if you would like to come along with us.” I asked simply.
“That is good, yes!” Joop gave me a hug. “I will tell Reece he comes too.”
“Wait, Joopey,” I held his arm and sat down as he sat next to me with worry on his face as I looked into his wide eyes. “I want to teach you something right now, OK?”
“Reece cannot come?” Joopey whispered sadly.
“It is always proper to ask permission first, Joop.” I explained. “Remember when you took those sandwiches from me at the train station?”
Joopey lowered his head and barely nodded.
“All you would have needed to do was ask me permission if you could have one or two of those sandwiches, and I would have gladly given them to you.” I said. “Just like when you brought Reece to our house this last weekend; you really should have asked permission to bring him. This is an important lesson for you to know, OK?”
“So Reece cannot come to your house with me again, Amar?” Joop asked with a slight frown.
“It is OK that he comes with you, Joopey.” I said. “But you always need to ask someone permission FIRST so they can tell you it is OK. Do you understand that?”
Joopey thought for a moment and then let out a little sigh. “Can Reece come with me and you to the Sea, Amar?”
“Yes, he can, Joopey.” I said giving him a hug as he returned it.
“I understand permissions now.” He added, giving me his wonderful crooked smile!
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By the time I got to the Study Chamber last period, Shayne and Lars had already unloaded the box of 25 scripts and had them spread out on the table. The 6 they picked as their favourites were lined up in the front of the others.
“This is going to be so exciting, Amar!” Shayne squealed with delight as he held onto my arm while I looked at the scripts him and Lars had picked: Charlotte’s Web, Oliver Twist, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Les Miserables, Lord of the Flies, and Treasure Island.
“Quite the variety, you two,” I said, looking at them. “But we need to clarify a few things before we start. What exactly are your intentions and what is it that you really want me to do?”
Shayne and Lars looked at each other, and then back at me.
“I like acting, Amar.” Shayne said. “The stage is my place.”
“Me too,” Lars added. “But if we direct and do the other things, we don’t get to be on stage.”
“And a lot of the other things neither of us know how to do all that well.” Shayne added. “I guess Lars and me didn’t think about that when we decided we wanted to start performing real plays. So, would you be willing to help us run the Drama Club, Amar?”
“And direct our first play?” Lars added.
I hesitated a bit in answering, to show I also had a bit of drama in me. The two of them were nervously fidgeting and wringing their hands.
“Sure, I’ll give you a hand.” I finally said, causing them both to yelp and pile their hugs on me, with cheek kisses added!
“First of all,” I said, picking up the Les Miserables script and tossing it back in the box. “Musicals are a well LONG way off, until the Drama Club gets more established!”
They both nodded.
“I’m not sure we should do a Shakespeare play for our first attempt.” I said, putting the Midsummer Night’s Dream script in the box. “Although it would be fun for some, it might be harder for others, especially the younger lads. It would take loads of makeup and elaborate costumes too!”
They agreed.
“We should also figure out if we want to do two Dickens plays back to back.” I said, picking up the Oliver Twist script and thumbing through it. “We did great with A Christmas Carol, and doing Oliver would be fun. What do you think?”
Shayne took the script from my hand and tossed it in the box. I retrieved it and set it aside.
“I am certain the Dean Master would NOT allow us to do Lord of the Flies.” I said. “There is quite a lot of violence, and some near or complete nudity, I would think.”
“But the nudity would be the fun part, Amar!” Lars snickered, causing Shayne to giggle as they watched me throw the script in the box.
“I’m sure you both see plenty of your chums starkers in your Dorm showers as well as the Gyms showers, you two!” I gave them a playful glare as they looked at each other and smirked.
“Charlotte’s Web would be good, but it might be a lot of work with scenery and costumes, etc.” I again thumbed through the script, but didn’t throw it in the box.
“There are a lot of female roles in Treasure Island,” I said, looking at Shayne as he smirked, and I set the book aside with the other two. “We could change some of them to male roles.”
Then I looked at some of the other scripts, a good number of them I tossed in the box, but did thumb through the likes of Tom Sawyer, Doctor Dolittle, The Prince and the Pauper, AND, one of my all time favourite books and movie that would be a challenging play with a message – The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton!!
“How do we choose, Amar?” Lars asked.
“I think you should be the one to choose, Amar.” Shayne said looking at Lars as he nodded before the two looked at me. “Since you’re the one that’s going to be directing it, the choice of the play should be yours.”
“I appreciate the honour, you two.” I said, picking up four of the scripts I set aside as Shayne and Lars put the rest in the box. “I will need to read these four scripts before I make a final decision, though. I want our first real play to be a good choice. I’ll let you know what I decide tomorrow, and then we can meet last period again to start the ball rolling.”
The two gave me extra tight hugs as chimes sounded and they carried the box of scripts back to their Dorm.
I was also already thinking about auditions, rehearsals, and most importantly; picking my crew. I already had some key people in mind to help me!
“Decisions, decisions,” I sighed to myself as I walked back to my Base with the four scripts in hand: Charlotte’s Web, Treasure Island, The Prince and the Pauper, and The Outsiders.
At breakfast, we talked a little about our pending trip to the North Sea this coming weekend. Ben and I still needed to coordinate who would be coming along with us, but we also still had Noah on the top of our list. We just needed to get the permission from his Mum and dad.
“I want to come along with you, Amar,” Erik said. “But the Garden Club is planning to get our pots and seeds organized and planted. Parker and I are getting ready to prepare for the Garden of Hope.”
“Planting so soon, are we?” Dad asked.
“Just the seeds, dad,” Erik explained. “If we get the seeds planted now, they will sprout right quick in the warm greenhouse, and by the time we plant the seedlings in the Garden of Hope in spring, they will be close to 30 centimetres (1 foot).”
“You could have several crops of vegetables well before the end of the school year, little buddy.” I said.
“That’s our plan, Amar.” Erik smiled proudly. “They’ll grow fast using the worm poop fertilizer!”
Dad and Mum looked at Erik, but smirked none the same.
“Well, we’d love to have you and Parker join us at the North Sea.” I said. “But your priorities are with the Garden Club, so if it doesn’t work out that you can come, there will always be other opportunities.”
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I had a quick chat with the Dean Master before I went into Chapel, and asked to have a meeting with him about my tutoring responsibilities.
He told me we could meet the first part of First period because he had “other ideas”.
I looked at him curiously as we winked before I walked into Chapel.
After Chapel, Shayne and Lars came up to me as David, Ben, and I were heading back to Base.
“Can we meet with you sometime today, Amar?” Shayne asked. “Lars and I would like your help and opinion on deciding on a play for the Drama Club to do this term.”
“We’ve got a whole list of scripts to choose from, but just can’t decide.” Lars added.
“How about we meet after lunch?” I suggested, getting an agreeing hug from both of them before they pranced off to their Base.
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I myself didn’t want a cup of tea, but I poured one for the Dean Master as soon as I stepped into his office.
“Thank you, Amar,” The Dean Master said as I sat down in my favourite seat while he took a sip at his tea. “We suddenly seem to have a bevy of lads in the 7th Form who have been doing a bit of tutoring in the Dorms and in Study. With the likes of Mr. (Cameron), Mr. (Robin), and now Mr. (Joop) helping Mr. (Reece), I see quite the strong class of lads moving up with their help. Not to mention Mr. (Carel) in the 9th Form.”
I suddenly felt the breeze calm in my sails just then.
“It’s a bit disappointing, but at the same time refreshing to know I’m not needed to tutor any of the lads, Sir.” I said quietly.
“Think of how many you have already helped, Amar.” The Dean Master said. “You’ve given so many others their wings to soar on their own, and I know there will be many opportunities for you to tutor again. I’m looking at a few 8th Form lads who could use your help, and even two 9th Formers.”
“Two 9th Formers, Sir?” I brightened with curiosity.
“I need to chat a bit more with a few of the Professors and come up with my decision about the 8th Form lads.” He said. “But let’s dwell on the two 9th Formers at this point who came to me with their dilemma. I am concerned about Mr. (Shayne) and Mr. (Lars).”
I was certain it was silent, but I know the Dean Master heard my gasp and gulp. “I’m listening, Sir.” I whispered.
“It appears the Drama Club is catching on quite quickly amongst many of the lads, and the two leaders have come to me with several proposals for plays they would like to put on this Term and next.” The Dean Master said. “You are quite the perceptive and artistic leader, Amar, and I am afraid the two lads need much more guidance and assistance before they can tackle big projects such as full length plays and musicals.”
“Plays and MUSICALS, Sir?” I gulped.
“Relax, Amar,” He laughed. “I’m sure musicals are a ways down the road from now. But I believe those two lads need a temporary supervisor at this point before they get carried too far away in their enthusiasm without thinking ahead. They need someone to rein them in a bit and bring them down from an exuberant gallop, to a more reasonable trot. When a play is chosen to do this Term, I have decided to allot extended rehearsal time to the Drama Club during final study period – but only for this Term, and only for those lads who keep up with their grade points. The two leaders don’t know this just yet; that’s why I am talking to you to see if you would be willing to take a bit of a break from tutoring to be a supervisor for the Drama Club rehearsals during final period – that is, once they pick a play which I will need to approve.”
A grin grew on my lips. “You want me to be their producer, Sir?”
“Producer or Director; putting it that way, Amar, yes,” He said matter-of-factly. “Now, Mr. (Shayne) and Mr. (Lars) aren’t aware of my plan just yet because I wanted to talk to you first to get your opinion and hopeful approval. But it appears the Drama Club is becoming the most popular of clubs in our school. Two 9th Form lads just won’t be able to handle it alone. Those two have relied on your help in the past, and I’m sure they would appreciate it in the time to come. Besides, I well believe they would rather be ON stage performing, as opposed to OFF stage worrying about everything else.”
“I do agree, Sir. The two have actually asked me for their opinions about choosing a play for this Term.” I said. “I’m meeting with them after lunch to discuss things.”
The Dean Master looked at me over his glasses.
“I’ll accept this new and different challenge, Sir.” I said proudly. “It will be a pleasant escape and temporary relief once A-Levels begin.”
“Very good, Amar. I know you will handle both quite easily and gracefully.” The Dean Master said. “I knew I could count on you. But for now, until I work out the last period schedules, let’s keep this between the two of us.”
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“Lars and I were SO scared talking to the Dean Master, Amar!” Shayne said breathlessly as the three of us walked to the Media Centre cubby after lunch.
“He’s actually quite harmless, you two.” I snickered as we all plopped on the soft leather couch and kind of blended together as they leaned against me on each side.
“The Lits Prof helped us place an order for a bunch of scripts, Amar.” Lars said. “They came last Friday, and there is an entire box full!”
“So what is it you want me to do?” I asked showing a bit of naivety.
“We want you to help us decide what play to perform, Amar, and maybe help us a little in rehearsals. We all of a sudden have more lads interested in joining the Drama Club” Shayne said.
“But that’s good, isn’t it?” I smirked.
“Until Shayne and I can’t handle everyone,” Lars said. “We need to choose a play to do first.”
“Lars and I picked out about 7 from the almost 25 sample scripts we got.” Shayne continued. “We’re probably going to eliminate some of those even. Would you help us choose? Pleeeeeze, Amar??”
“OK,” I sighed. “Let’s meet last period tomorrow. You bring your box of scripts and the ones you chose, and we’ll talk about it then.”
I was attacked just then with hugs and wet kisses on each cheek.
“Be sure to talk to your Study Super to get his permission to be out of last period tomorrow, you two!” I warned. “I’ll sign us up for a Study Chamber.”
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We picked Captains and teams for Basketball in Gyms today! AND, we picked our team names!
There were going to be six teams this time around, and because the numbers in our Form didn’t even out, three of the teams would have six players, including the Captain, and three teams would have seven, including the Captain.
The Captains this time around were, Ben, Percy, Tyler, James, Tom, and Kurt. They were responsible for picking the teams!
I was SO glad to be on Ben’s team, and we ended up with what we all figured would be a grand team to beat! We had, David, Miguel, Joseph, Dustin, and me, along with Captain Ben.
Then we got to pick our team names, which was quite fun! The results were:
Ben’s Badgers
Percy’s Pirates
Tyler’s Transformers
James’ Jets
Tom’s Titans
Kurt’s Kamikazes
(I won’t list the members of the other teams unless you are interested and ask in a comment)
So all in all, everyone was pleased, and we would spend this entire week scrimmaging as TEAMS before we started the two week competition Tournament next week that would end with the Championship.
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Dad was well impressed that I was asked by the Dean Master to go down a different avenue and take temporary charge of the Drama Club.
“It’s a wonderful opportunity to show a completely different type of leadership, Amar.” He said. “Expanding your horizons above and beyond just the academics is a bold step, but one that can be a grand learning experience.”
“Were you ever in a play in school when you were my age, dad?” I asked.
“I did give it a try, Amar.” Dad said, reminiscing. “When I was 14, I performed in an Arthur Miller play called Death of a Salesman. I played the older son. It was truly an experience that left an impression on me that I will never forget.”
“I hope this new experience will do the same for me, dad.” I sighed. “I’ll miss giving up tutoring for a while, but I’m willing to give this my best shot.”
“With your attitude, Son, you will do a fantastic job and make an impression on those younger lads you will lead.” Dad said. “You’re not giving up tutoring, Amar. You are only branching out in your tutoring abilities.”
“Thanks, dad,” I said, giving him a hug.
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