Saturday, June 1, 2019
My Play about an Old Persons Home :: Drama
Old Persons home, in this task I will be try to show how explorativestrategies are used in a humans of drama. This includes quiet down image,narration, role-play, cross cutting and marking the moment.5th July 1979Strange, that it is a Monday I have decided to start a diary. I havealways had nark getting up on Mondays dreading the day ahead. Ialways wanted just five minutes more after that damned alarm. Ofcourse w here(predicate) I am now they never let me lie in. With their foolishregulations, I could teach them a thing or two close regulations.Its unbeknownst to me why Im here, I shouldnt puzzle over it anylonger it would boil my brain.11th JulyAfter many days and nights in this establishment I finally apothegm someoneelse, like myself is unexplained to as why we are here. Peter, I thinkhe is a little loony haha, he believes we are here because we are athreat to the government, says he knows things that if the Russiansgot we wouldnt be here for long. Aha I think hes had too man y dosesof their magic medicine. Course I dont trust that lucid anythingthat looks like all the colours of the spectrum cannot be good foryou.18th JulyToday I managed to speak to Peter for a few minutes he wasnt makesense today and was belted in to his wheelchair almost like arestraint which is queer for a one legged man. He was talk well-nighChurchill and Hitler and WW two, I couldnt hear any full sentences,and he trailed off when that trunch-bull of a nurse came to take himback to his room. He did get me thinking about my experiences in thewar. A chill runs down my spine every time I think about that time atWolf Castle. The village around it still is a ghost town as far as Imconcerned and I do not wish to think about it anymore. Till the day Idie.1st AugustIt seems me and peter almost served together at Wolf Castle. He wouldhave reached it and we would have met forty years ago if it wasnt forthat minefield. Thats how he lost his leg you see althoughunfortunately he does know abo ut the atrocities that happened there.Least he didnt see them first hand.3rd AugustPeter was talking about Castle again. I tried to explain to him Ididnt want to hear but you know peter always babbling on about pasttimes. He knew my Captain.This room is far too white for my old eyes all I can see is white, I
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