Drama Experience

PERSONAL ESSAY - AmandaWeber

The day after I arrived in Strathmore, I went to my future school, Strathmore High School, to choose the materials that I would study during my international program. I did not need my marks but only of my attendance, so I could study anything. Then as I am very indecisive and I had many options in hand, Mrs. Galandy was giving me her opinion to help me choose which subject study. The first one was Drama class that she throbbed, at the same instant that gave me goose bumps. She said it would be great for me to express myself better, make friends and improve my English in a more relaxed way. I knew she was right, because I had done Drama class in Brazil and I knew how the class works. I was uncertain of the choice but I said yes, it can be! And the other four I chose was English, Physical Education, Arts and Food class.

First day of class, first class was Drama. That class was totally different from my expectations. Everyone there already knew each other and they had them own group of friends. I was the only international student in the class and could barely speak English. Mrs. Bearch spoke very fast, and I only understood one word or another. I wanted to cry, scream, run away, and put my head under the ground every time the teacher gave us some assignment. It was really desperate to me! And I ended up contracting, could not make or give ideas and opinions or talk with my classmates. The timidity totally stole my way of being from me.

At that time I felt myself as the white doll In that picture represented by Lego, which contains five dark dolls walking to the west and only a white one walking to the east. Everyone was keeping going and progressing, while I was not accompanying my classmates. I feel myself was totally in the wrong way. Was totally lost in that class, whose was freaking me out!

Every assignment she gave us was like a new nightmare started. Well to be honest it was until the day I talked with Mrs. Bearch that I was not able to accompany absolutely nothing during the class and I asked her to try to understand my side. She, with her sweetness and tranquility, calmed me down and listened very carefully and after that she always tried to orient myself better. The days and weeks passed and I stared to understand better what was happening in that class.

Until the day she came with the proposed of the performance Munford and Sons. So I was totally lost again. I was just doing what I instructed. I was practically pushing with the belly. But then, in the end, the rhythm of the music seemed to be cool and the proposal interesting, I ended up liking! I cannot say I plunged of head because was not like that, but I let it be.

I finally felt myself as my classmates; I was now like the others! I had already created a base of confidence in myself, I no longer felt quite so scared and insecure in the class. I was feeling in the line of black