"Oh! oh! Gai-sensei, I would like to go first!!" Lee enthused, one arm shooting out to stretch over his head. He seemed to be restraining himself from leaping out of his seat.
Gai beamed at him, giving Lee a thumbs up. "GO AHEAD, LEE!" He had to wipe his eyes just a little, that boy always caused a huge surge of emotion in him. What a fine boy!
Robin Hood Recitation of DOOMsparkling_lotusMarch 14 2007, 00:53:18 UTC
Lee bolted from his seat, leaped to the center of the room, spun around, and struck a pose, one hand extended with the thumb up, the other crooked at the elbow to hold his reading at his hip.
“I am going to recite a scene from Robin Hood, an ancient tale of adventure, friendship, loyalty, integrity, and love,” he proclaimed. His voice rang the room like the inside of a bell. “In this scene, a knight has just been unreasonably arrested by the dastardly Sheriff of Nottingham - Robin Hood’s greedy archrival - and the knight’s wife is riding down to ask Robin Hood to help.”
Lee cleared his throat, flipped the book open to the marked page, and began.
Whanne she cam in the forest, Under the grene wode tree, Fonde she there Robyn Hode, And al his fayre mené.
Lee’s hands clasped in front of his chest, and his eyes stared out beseechingly. It seemed like he'd memorized this part.
Let's just say MIXED DRAMA CLASS YAYobitoiskingMarch 15 2007, 00:47:45 UTC
Obito grinned, and clapped for Lee. He thought that it was an absolutely perfect reading for him to do, dramatic and it had that. . . flare that Lee tended to favor with his acting. An interesting choice, and a good one, but very different from what he himself had chosen.
"Lee-kun, that was great," said Obito. "Really, good job." He stood up, holding his book in his hand, smiling. "Gai-sensei, may I go next? I'm afraid my choice isn't as. . . harrowing as Lee-kun's, more solemn and passionate then dramatic and adventurous."
At this request, Haku had gone home and found his favourite book, an American one, stuffed in a little box in the corner that held things no one was supposed to see.
After a few other students had gone, Haku offered himself up and pulled out the piece of paper that he'd written everything down on. He glanced once up at Gai to inform him it was from The Perks of Being a Wallflower, which was by an author whose name he couldn't pronounce.
Dear friend, that was how it started.
I am writing to you because she said you listen and understand and didn't try to sleep with that person at that party even though you could have. Please don't try to figure out who she is because then you might figure out who I am, and I really don't want you to do that. I will call people by different names or generic names because I don't want you to find me. I didn't enclose a return address for the same reason. I mean nothing bad by this. Honest
( ... )
... *avoids bullets* :Dthis_mannequinMarch 17 2007, 14:31:29 UTC
Few really understood why Sasori participated in drama. It probably had something to do with the fact that because he so intently is an observer, that pretending to be an emotional person was little to no feat. He got absolutely no "escape" in acting, nor did he expect to, but he'd started taking this class when Tayuya dropped out of it in favor for another and a spot was opened.
He eyes the teacher somewhat warily and pulls a book from his pocket.
"It's short. I'm reading the entire thing. It's called Guts, by Chuck Palahniuk."
He pauses for a moment and smirks a little, clearing an invisible restraint from his throat. (He hadn't been able to find his real favorite book. In an uncharacteristic disorder he had misplaced it. This would do, he supposed.)
... *avoids bullets* :Dthis_mannequinMarch 17 2007, 14:32:24 UTC
"People in France have a phrase: "staircase wit." In French: esprit de l'escalier. It means that moment when you find the answer, but it's too late. Say you're at a par¬ty and someone insults you. You have to say something. So under pressure, with everybody watching, you say something lame. But the moment you leave the party
( ... )
*is so good at avoiding*this_mannequinMarch 17 2007, 14:34:37 UTC
"The X-rays show the truth, some¬thing long and thin, bent double inside his bladder. This long, thin V inside him, it's collecting all the minerals in his piss. It's getting bigger and rougher, coated with crystals of calci¬um, it's bumping around, ripping up the soft lining of his bladder, blocking his piss from getting out. His kidneys are backed up. What little that leaks out his dick is red with blood
( ... )
Re: *is so good at avoiding*this_mannequinMarch 17 2007, 14:36:56 UTC
"People just don't talk about it. Not even French people talk about everything. Getting one knee up, getting one foot tucked under me, I get to half standing when I feel the tug against my butt. Get¬ting my other foot under me, I kick off against the bottom. I'm kicking free, not touching the concrete, but not getting to the air, either
( ... )
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“I am going to recite a scene from Robin Hood, an ancient tale of adventure, friendship, loyalty, integrity, and love,” he proclaimed. His voice rang the room like the inside of a bell. “In this scene, a knight has just been unreasonably arrested by the dastardly Sheriff of Nottingham - Robin Hood’s greedy archrival - and the knight’s wife is riding down to ask Robin Hood to help.”
Lee cleared his throat, flipped the book open to the marked page, and began.
Whanne she cam in the forest,
Under the grene wode tree,
Fonde she there Robyn Hode,
And al his fayre mené.
Lee’s hands clasped in front of his chest, and his eyes stared out beseechingly. It seemed like he'd memorized this part.
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"Lee-kun, that was great," said Obito. "Really, good job." He stood up, holding his book in his hand, smiling. "Gai-sensei, may I go next? I'm afraid my choice isn't as. . . harrowing as Lee-kun's, more solemn and passionate then dramatic and adventurous."
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After a few other students had gone, Haku offered himself up and pulled out the piece of paper that he'd written everything down on.
He glanced once up at Gai to inform him it was from The Perks of Being a Wallflower, which was by an author whose name he couldn't pronounce.
Dear friend, that was how it started.
I am writing to you because she said you listen and understand and didn't try to sleep with that person at that party even though you could have. Please don't try to figure out who she is because then you might figure out who I am, and I really don't want you to do that. I will call people by different names or generic names because I don't want you to find me. I didn't enclose a return address for the same reason. I mean nothing bad by this. Honest ( ... )
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He eyes the teacher somewhat warily and pulls a book from his pocket.
"It's short. I'm reading the entire thing. It's called Guts, by Chuck Palahniuk."
He pauses for a moment and smirks a little, clearing an invisible restraint from his throat. (He hadn't been able to find his real favorite book. In an uncharacteristic disorder he had misplaced it. This would do, he supposed.)
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