Novemeber 11th
I was going through my trunk (which as usual, is a mess) and I came across a Shaekspur book that I had bought during the summer. I must admit, with all that Muggles have, theatre is one thing that is completely different from anything wizards could produce. I mean, I can barely believe they can do it without magic. They use this thing called electricty (we learned about it in Muggle Studies last year) to do these amazing things with lights. I mean, we don't have spells for some of the things they can do.
I saw two plays in the summer, the first ones I had ever seen. The first one was Romeo and Juliet. I had snuck out to the Muggle town near the Burrow in boredom and was exploring when it started to rain. In hopes of getting out of it, I ducked into this theatre were they were playing a Shaekspur play. It was very odd at first and and I had no clue what was going on. By the end I slightly understood it and was curious for more.
The next time I went to the town alone, I tried to find the same theatre. They were putting on another play, er... King Lear. That one was quite confusing. The beginning was quite like one of our children stories. The one about the old pureblood family were the father is dividing up his daughters inheritance. He asks them how much they love him and the first one answers something like "all the gold in the world" etc. The second replies "more then all the magic in the world" etc. His favorite, the third just says "more then I love Lumos." The father is disgusted at that answer and so on.
Basically that was how King Lear was, except for it was for Muggles. It was another tragedy, just like Romeo and Juliet, except for instead of anyone learning anything, everyone just died. I must admit, I like Romeo and Juliet better. It was more romantic. As I was leaving the theatre this time, I saw these books that were the complete works of Shaekspur. I still had a few pieces of Muggle money so I bought one, curious to see if all of his plays were like the two I saw.
They are very hard to read. It was much easier to see them. The few that I got through all had a very similar theme. They were all about parents trying to force their children to do something, or doing the wrong things themselves and then the children disobey because it is not right and the child are usually the ones who are right. I don't know, maybe Muggles are right about that.
Oh, and parents: if you read this please don't kill me. I was only sneaking out to get away from Queen Bridezilla and that blasted blue dress. And to actually get some food so I can eat instead of being starved by my lovely sister-in-law.
I saw two plays in the summer, the first ones I had ever seen. The first one was Romeo and Juliet. I had snuck out to the Muggle town near the Burrow in boredom and was exploring when it started to rain. In hopes of getting out of it, I ducked into this theatre were they were playing a Shaekspur play. It was very odd at first and and I had no clue what was going on. By the end I slightly understood it and was curious for more.
The next time I went to the town alone, I tried to find the same theatre. They were putting on another play, er... King Lear. That one was quite confusing. The beginning was quite like one of our children stories. The one about the old pureblood family were the father is dividing up his daughters inheritance. He asks them how much they love him and the first one answers something like "all the gold in the world" etc. The second replies "more then all the magic in the world" etc. His favorite, the third just says "more then I love Lumos." The father is disgusted at that answer and so on.
Basically that was how King Lear was, except for it was for Muggles. It was another tragedy, just like Romeo and Juliet, except for instead of anyone learning anything, everyone just died. I must admit, I like Romeo and Juliet better. It was more romantic. As I was leaving the theatre this time, I saw these books that were the complete works of Shaekspur. I still had a few pieces of Muggle money so I bought one, curious to see if all of his plays were like the two I saw.
They are very hard to read. It was much easier to see them. The few that I got through all had a very similar theme. They were all about parents trying to force their children to do something, or doing the wrong things themselves and then the children disobey because it is not right and the child are usually the ones who are right. I don't know, maybe Muggles are right about that.
Oh, and parents: if you read this please don't kill me. I was only sneaking out to get away from Queen Bridezilla and that blasted blue dress. And to actually get some food so I can eat instead of being starved by my lovely sister-in-law.