Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Personal Timeline #2




(Childhood/Adolescence and Young Adult )


Drama is my submission for the teenage timeline, maybe all of us can remember a little drama queen from those adolescence years.This video is just over a minute long, it evolved from planning and just having fun with my oldest granddaughter Lily. The production and location of our collaborative drama take place in my bedroom.  Lily is in the adolescence stage of human development, and she teaches me things weekly.

 Lily is the producer, I'm the director, and we are both actresses in this video. Lily is very interested in electronics and determined the placement of the camera and music which in my opinion shows significant creativity. 

Teen Time Here She Comes




 My Story Continues 

Fifth-grade memories are quite remarkable, I had a blind teacher in the public elementary school system. She followed along with us in her braille text. It was an amazing experience for me on a field trip we visited St. Augustine school for the deaf and blind. My first time in St. Augustine and what an impression. There was an unyielding emphasis in music this year, Miss. McCallough had a voice like an angel, and we had music every day to start our morning. Drama was also introduced to us, 
Our class was chosen to present a play for the PTA. Up to now, I have only shared that I was shy and withdrawn, under the surface was an extreme lack of esteem and confidence in self.  Each student was required to audition for parts in this play. To my amazement, I received the part of the medieval princess who wore a long dress and a pointed hat with a veil. Remembering rationalizing this audition by saying to myself, I got the part because she could not see my face. Despite my insecurities, the show must go on, and it did. One step up.

 We moved the next year to another part of town, and we had a weekly music teacher in the auditorium.  During group practice, he isolated me with two other females to stand by his piano and sing a verse. He listened carefully then said “IT’s YOU” pointing to me. He told me you have a very mature voice for a 6th grader. That comment in a new environment causes this withdrawn little girl to start becoming a work of art. It was only a crack in a real damaged piece of marble, but it was another step up. 
My arts involvement in Junior High was Chorus for three years. Junior High School I took a 6 weeks’ art class and made a C, it destroyed my desire for visual art. Confidence declined one step down. 

Janice Culbert was an adult woman in my community, I will never forget her support and encouragement. She wanted someone from our neighborhood to succeed, and she became my cheerleader. Selling donuts, magazines, or washing cars it didn’t matter, she fortified my efforts. 

 High School I started to bloom as Miss Paxon 1970, 1st runner-up. My talent involved singing and drawing, yes even though art set me back in Junior High I tried it again. I was dressed like an artist wearing an artist smock, beret and knee high boots. The song Abraham, Martin and John by Dion was my selection. Large charcoal sketches of each man Lincoln, King, and Kennedy were pre-prepared and displayed on three separate easels as I sung their tribute song. While singing, I drew in charcoal the trio going over the hill into a peace sign sunset. This staging was purposeful, so I did not have to look at the audience. I had my back to the audience as I worked on my drawing and sang. Another step up. 

Invited to Junior Miss Contest because of my previous placement. This was sponsored by the Rotary Club and held in downtown Jacksonville. Just before my performance, one of the backstage workmen called me a communist. With tears in my teenage eyes, I went on.  Another step-down. 
I graduated high school at 17 years old and already met my life long partner. Out of Junior College at 19 years of age and caring a narcotic key as a graduate nurse. WHAT WERE THEY THINKING?



Reference

Siegal, D. (2014) The Teenage Brain. Retrieved February 01, 2017, from https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TLULtUPyhog

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