Poetry
Treasure Island
Poetry
Sonnets
Analyzing poetry
ect.
And this new project is so much better
It's accents
Not accents like in music that make things louder and softer
But accents like how you talk
So we have to pick one
Then write a script with other people that have completely different accents.
I'm working with my partners from the past movie
part one:
enjoy!
So I've decided to do a New York accent, under the name of Jaclyn Vittoni
Shaelan is doing a Northern Irish accent, under the name of Nola
Liz is doing either a French/Russian/British accent, under the name of Claire
(she's the maître’d)
Here's part of the script
Shaelan: Claire, my old friend! How’ve you been? Have you been savin’ me a seat tonight? It’s bloody near freezin’ outside.
(Hayley peeks over shoulder looking for a name on list)
Liz: We always have seat for you, Nola. A seat with a view?
Shaelan: Certainly. Right by the window the way I like it. I’d have no other place, no other place for Nola. If I--
Liz: Alright. Right this way.
Hayley: Hold on one minute! How come little miss Bonnie over there gets to go in? She don’t have a reservation.
Shaelan: Bonnie’s here too? Well, then sit her down by me.
Basically I'm this New Yorker that tries to get into a restaurant, without a reservation. I go off ranting a little bit, and Liz is the stern little maître’d that won't give me a seat.
Then Shaelan shows up as daft little Nola the regular customer. She instantly gets a seat, which makes me as the New Yorker mad.
After I leave, turns out I did have a reservation, and Liz stares in disbelief
And it's actually a lot more funny than it sounds
So now I'm in French, and I've already finished a project due tomorrow
Making it quite boring in here
I'll be fine when I go to track after school today
I remembered a water bottle for the first time ever
So it looks like it might be a pretty good day after all
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