Good evening people out there!!! I just wish your week has been great so far!!! Mine was really good, with lot of ups and downs at work, school and home but nothing that a good P!nk song can cure.
So as you know from my last post, I am in a storytelling workshop every Saturday afternoon for five weeks. Today was the second session; it was just as good as the first one. I arrived to “La Casa Taller” (where it takes place) at 3 o’clock, I was the first one there, and not even my teacher was there, so I decided it was the perfect moment to have a conversation with the host. She was cleaning all around for the big photographic exhibition later that day. While I was looking all around I could notice some of the beautiful painting in the house, I was so intrigued to know who the author was, and the host told me was an Italian painter; she also told me there would be an art show with his paintings in December, so I’m looking forward to it. After being waiting 5 minutes Briscila got there, I was so happy to see her as she was to see me. I helped her around to set all the furniture we needed for our session. When we finished Coco turned up followed by Silvia, so we were enough people to start the day. Yolanda and Monica couldn’t make it any way.
We started by doing some relaxing exercises, I felt I was back at my Yoga classes. All the stress left the room. Coco didn’t feel good; he said it could because of the 5 chocolates he ate last night, who does eat 5 chocolates, anyway??!! Well yes, he has confessed he has some chocolate addiction; he is not an alcoholic or junkie, but a chocolate addict. So Coco couldn’t participate much on our relaxing exercise, even when he took some medicine – I’m not sure what that was.
Briscila introduced us a technique to use when we want to raise our voice with shouting but using our diaphragm, it is not easy I must say. Nevertheless it was really helpful especially to Silvia whose voice is really low. But me was useful also since I could manage the volume of my voice even when is loud enough. We tried a few vocal techniques for volume, velocity and tone; it was really cool. However, it was really hard to put in practice, when I was told to go in “front of the class” and tell a story, they started to modulate my voice by indicating if my volume should be high or low, or if my velocity should be slow or fast and if my tone should be deep or acute, I couldn’t help but laugh of myself when I was hearing the funny voices I could make. This was really hilarious to me!!
Then we played the most interesting game ever, Briscila told us at the end that she just came up with it. It was about to improvise a story, but the trick was that we should use a word with the letters of the alphabet but in order. Silvia started with the A, I had to continue the story she was telling and the first word I have to say had to start with a B, and then Briscila with a C, Coco with a D, so on and so forth. The person who was next to another was picked by the last but hitting with a small ball, without hurting him or her, of course. We repeated three times, the last one was from the Z to the A, which was really hard by the way. You had to hear our weird stories, they had not meaning or sense at all, and I think that was why we had so much fun. It was the Crazy Alphabet. We enjoyed the activity so much that we didn’t noticed how fast time flies! It was already 5 p.m. and we had to move on the rest of lessons.
This time was our chance to tell stories we have picked during the week. I had forgotten about it that I had to improvise my sister’s story, Nathy wrote a cool story I could remember quite well; but it didn’t come so well, I must to confess. It wasn’t as clear as I supposed to be, but the like the story anyway. The feedback of Briscila was really useful to me, I had to be more descriptive and let people know which scene was each of them, it was little bit confusing for them.
Finally Briscila decided that she had some “Historias Populares” (Popular Stories) for each of us that she wanted we read and tell in front. She gave me a special one, since was way longer that the one she had picked for my partners. I didn’t complain for it, well maybe a little. But now I am so glad she gave me that story. It was from the Middle East. And was about a guy who was looking for a wife and how1 (the older) of 2 sisters decided to marry him, but she failed after being so conceited and spoiled ended up dead, and how the younger with her kindness and gratitude find happiness with this guy. I think that story chose me and now I have picked it for my final presentation. Yes, we have been told at the end of the class we are going to have a presentation with the stories we pick, for our friends and family at the end of the storytelling workshop. I’m so excited about it!!!!! Can’t wait for it!!! So we will be improving our ways and manners to tell our story in the last 3 coming sessions, hopefully it would turn awesome!!!
So stay tuned for the coming posts. Have a terrific Sunday and week. Love.