By the time we get to the home I have decided it is defiantly a sad day. Mam has made egg sandwiches, which I have, and cheese sandwiches, which I hate even more than egg, and Claudia has been sick down her dress.
However, I feel a lot happier when we go inside granddad’s new home. Lots of other grandmas and granddads live here. And granddad’s room is a lot bigger than his old one and it has a television and a button he can press if he wants ‘assistance’. The lady smiles a lot and seems nice, so I ask if all the other grandmas and granddads have Arsehammers. She says, ‘Yes this is a special home with lots of experts who try to make things better for your granddad and all the others like him.’I am over the moon. It suddenly all makes sense to me. Granddad isn’t being put in a home. Granddad is going to help save the world! Granddad is even more of a hero than he was before. Experts. Experts are going to train granddad and all the other people with Arsehammers to transport themselves to proper places, planned places, where they can suddenly turn up and over throw dastardly villains and listen in to secret spy conversations, and generally go where no man has gone before, and suddenly appear and say ‘Boo’ and frighten the life of the most hardened of criminals. I laugh, I am happy, I think granddad will be happy here too.
Mam is upset, though. In the car going home she cries. Claudia and I pretend not to notice but she cries a lot. When she stops crying and is just snuffling Claudia asks why granddad isn’t coming home with us. Mam is quite for a minute or two before she turns around to explain to Claudia that granddad has a disease of the brain, which makes him very poorly and confused, so that he forgets where he is, where he is going, who he is and who mam and dad and me and Claudia are, and that he has to stay in that special home because he will get worse and worse. And then mam starts crying again. I sulk the rest of the way home.
The next morning mam tells me that granddad has died peacefully in the night. She tells Claudia that granddad has gone to live with the angels. Later that afternoon I tell Claudia that there are no such things as angles and granddad has simply Arsehammed his way back to live with grandma.
The different colours represent what type of staging and how I am performing the parts of the monologue:
green - this text highlighted shows that my character sat in the car on the way to the home and also on the way back from the home I can show this by sitting in a chair but to make my character more realistic as a child I could be pulling on the seat belt witch would be over my shoulder making sure not to lead the audience away from the dialogue.yellow - the text in yellow is when we are walking around the home and my character also goes off into their imagination to why her granddad is going into the home this can be made more presentable by pacing myself and stopping to observe the new scenes that the monologue describes.
pink - the pink text my character is reflecting on her own experience and trying to tell her sister the truth about death but also telling her sister what she hopes has happened this can be staged just at on the floor to show they are children and that my character still doesn’t understand.
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