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Hey guys, i recently wrote a reflective essay for my music class and I got a standing ovation when i read it from most of the guys and at least half of the girls in my class. it is about my take on the ballet. i thought my friends here at gamingforce would like it:
Sylvaticus Music: A Living Language Concert 3 Other: The Butler Ballet Presents The Nutcracker On Sunday, December 7, 2008, I was able to see the Butler Ballet and the Butler Orchestra put on The Nutcracker. It was a very interesting experience, as I had never been to a ballet performance before. To be completely honest, I don’t think I would be interested in ever going again. Though the music was interesting and excellently performed, I found the dancing and so called “acting” to be boring. During the performance, I practically had to force myself to stay awake (which wasn’t too hard, considering I was sitting next to a nervous eight-year-old clutching a plastic Meijer bag who’s mother told me could throw up at any instant, as he is prone to doing so when nervous or excited, so I should kindly watch out if he started acting weird). The music was soothing and very interesting to listen to, but I found it hard to pay attention to the dancing. By the time the intermission found its way to a very bored and weary eyed me, I was ready to escape Clowes and seek the refuge of my bed in my dorm for a nap, but I forced myself to stay. The second act soon confirmed my fears that it could only get worse. At the end of the performance, I found myself on my feet and giving a standing ovation along with my fellow theater patrons, although I was applauding the conclusion of the performance, while they, I assume, were applauding the performance itself. As I have already said, the music was excellent. It gave me a sense of excitement that only Christmas could bring, and lulled me into the numbness I needed so as to endure the “acting”. I like to think that I am appreciative of all theater, as it is one of my own passions, but I have found that I simply do not have any tolerance for the ballet. Jam it back in, in the dark. |
lol thank you for randomly posting my picture on here krel
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