What Do You Have To Say? - A Winter Memory
The wind blows, softly but harshly, and snowflakes are falling all around me. I get lost in the view, freezing with wet gloves turning my fingers into icicles and my nose into that of a clown's, but I ignore the cold, instead focusing on the snow finally sticking to the pavement. There is nothing to disturb me...
...Until my friends tell me to snap out of it and keep the umbrella steady.
Today, three of my friends (two from school, two not) and I are shooting a music video. So as not to get the camera wet, we hold an umbrella over at all times, unless other cover can be found. It is my turn to hold the umbrella.
We are filming the one male in our party walking down an empty sidewalk, holding his arms close to his body. No wonder, I'm amazing none of us have gotten hypothemia yet. I'm certainly wet enough. Oh, and now it's my turn to walk in front of the video camera, my back to it as I stroll across the pavement, painting a grim, melancholy portrait. Perfect. This video will be great.
We finish filming at the park, and as we are walking to the beach to get some more footage, we see two squirrels and a beautiful bird with black-blue plumage in the tree. The squirrels are quite elusive, and never actually get caught on camera, but we manage to film the bird, and it flies away just as we press the power button to save the batteries. No one could have asked for a more perfect shot.
The shoot is ended with my friend (who is fully female, like myself) and I walking down snow covered beach, hand in hand. The two of us hold hands partially for a good ending to our video, and partially to keep warm, for I am not the only one frozen to the bone at this point. So we return home after briefly rejoicing and frightening innocent passersby, drop off the equipment, and head to the ultimate eatery for warm, greasy food and hot chocolate. Not to mention some delicious peach-mango juice.
That's probably my favorite memory from high school.
...Until my friends tell me to snap out of it and keep the umbrella steady.
Today, three of my friends (two from school, two not) and I are shooting a music video. So as not to get the camera wet, we hold an umbrella over at all times, unless other cover can be found. It is my turn to hold the umbrella.
We are filming the one male in our party walking down an empty sidewalk, holding his arms close to his body. No wonder, I'm amazing none of us have gotten hypothemia yet. I'm certainly wet enough. Oh, and now it's my turn to walk in front of the video camera, my back to it as I stroll across the pavement, painting a grim, melancholy portrait. Perfect. This video will be great.
We finish filming at the park, and as we are walking to the beach to get some more footage, we see two squirrels and a beautiful bird with black-blue plumage in the tree. The squirrels are quite elusive, and never actually get caught on camera, but we manage to film the bird, and it flies away just as we press the power button to save the batteries. No one could have asked for a more perfect shot.
The shoot is ended with my friend (who is fully female, like myself) and I walking down snow covered beach, hand in hand. The two of us hold hands partially for a good ending to our video, and partially to keep warm, for I am not the only one frozen to the bone at this point. So we return home after briefly rejoicing and frightening innocent passersby, drop off the equipment, and head to the ultimate eatery for warm, greasy food and hot chocolate. Not to mention some delicious peach-mango juice.
That's probably my favorite memory from high school.