Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Life On Stage

One of my favorite things in life is attending live theater. I love Broadway musicals with a passion, and often wish I lived on the other side of the country so I could attend the theater regularly. When I was in high school and college, I thought I wanted a career in the arts. Sadly, lack of talent was one major obstacle. And after a good attempt at auditioning and performing in front of people, I also found out that I really didn't like all of those eyes on me.

Fast forward almost 20 years and I'm on stage all day long with an audience watching every move I make, noticing the clothes I wear, and hearing every word I say. Just when you think they're not listening, say a word that can be mistaken for a "bad word" and you'll find out that they actually do hear you.

After three weeks off, (I was sick just before the holiday break) I worked for half a day today in a third grade class where I've subbed twice before. I was surprised at how exhausted I was after only three hours with the kids. Speaking the entire time, standing the entire time, watching everything...I forgot how draining it is. After spending three weeks sleeping 10 hours a night and not being responsible for anything other than feeding myself, I'm knackered!

Life on stage is hard work!

1 comment:

  1. When I was at university one of my tutors said that teachers are performers or entertainers. I wasn't sure what she meant and her words didn't really hit home with me until I was on my 3rd prac. There was a specialist music teacher at the school and I used to love watching her interact with the children. She had a loud commanding voice, she laughed a lot, she joked with the children, she pulled faces, and the children loved her. In the staff-room she was quieter, and less commanding.
    As my confidence grows I am learning to ditch my normally shy personality and 'come alive' in front of the students that I teach. I agree, teaching is exhausting and I am really enjoying the holidays at the moment.
    Enjoying your posts,
    Louise

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