Ida: What parts of the story are really sticking in your brain?
K: The part where they all want to go to America.
Ida: Okay, so which characters do we need?
Z: The rabbi. I can be the rabbi because I'm Jewish.
A: And the cow; we need a cow.
M: And the little girl.
E: And the brave one.
Ida: Okay. Up, get up actors; audience you've got some lines.
Ida moves to the back of the room as various students set up a tableau of the scene. P raises his hand.
Ida: Yes, blue shirt, a question?
P: Are these the parts we have for real?
Ida: Probably not; you'll know tomorrow.
Ida prepares herself for a flurry of student comment regarding casting possibilities and choices.
J: Guess what?
Ida: What?
J: Chicken butt.
That, is funny.
Posted by: sonya at January 8, 2004 05:00 PMMy thought response to the child was "Mr. Walker, I presume?"
Posted by: ida at January 8, 2004 05:06 PMYour response, according to Ms. Roberts of the Insane Hospital Clown Posse, could have been: "Fried in grease, wanna piece?"
Posted by: Trixie at January 9, 2004 11:09 AMWe don't let her clown in the morning until after we've had our coffee.
Posted by: freesia at January 10, 2004 10:30 AMI've already begun to spread the word of "fried in grease..."
I'd be tempted to make her clown for her coffee...
Posted by: ida at January 10, 2004 11:43 AM