Continued through the drabness into active "WHERE THE HELL ARE HALF THE CAST?" on Wednesday (the BTEC Drama class I teach are rehearsing their final performance at the moment and about six of the fifteen just didn't show up for that rehearsal at all).
And then, in shafts of golden light, my brilliant, lovely evening class saved the week by being ON FIRE and demonstrating exactly how much attention they pay when we teach them about media texts and deconstruction technique (which is to say 'quite a lot actually'). It's been pretty good since then. The Drama students turned up and, for the first time in these rehearsals, started to produce a genuinely moving performance across the board. The A-level groups I've been parachuted in to help lead through revision activities were much the same as they've always been (bright and, with a bit of poking in the right parts of the brain, insightful, and they remembered much more than I'd expected them to about a text they last looked at four months ago) and my observed session (last one of the week, Middle English, recipe for gloom and disaster) went... pretty well, actually.
So yeah. On balance, a good week - drab to fab in the course of three days.
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Date: 2010-05-02 08:32 am (UTC)Continued through the drabness into active "WHERE THE HELL ARE HALF THE CAST?" on Wednesday (the BTEC Drama class I teach are rehearsing their final performance at the moment and about six of the fifteen just didn't show up for that rehearsal at all).
And then, in shafts of golden light, my brilliant, lovely evening class saved the week by being ON FIRE and demonstrating exactly how much attention they pay when we teach them about media texts and deconstruction technique (which is to say 'quite a lot actually'). It's been pretty good since then. The Drama students turned up and, for the first time in these rehearsals, started to produce a genuinely moving performance across the board. The A-level groups I've been parachuted in to help lead through revision activities were much the same as they've always been (bright and, with a bit of poking in the right parts of the brain, insightful, and they remembered much more than I'd expected them to about a text they last looked at four months ago) and my observed session (last one of the week, Middle English, recipe for gloom and disaster) went... pretty well, actually.
So yeah. On balance, a good week - drab to fab in the course of three days.