I was supposed to be at the theatre tonight watching a three hour version of Uncle Vanya
by one of the best companies in the world but I couldn't face it as I have so much work to do at home and want to get an early night. But I couldn't sell my ticket to anyone so I left it with a note in the foyer of the theatre for some one to find (or not) and they get a free seat in the stalls that cost me £26. I left them a note to pop by here and leave a comment so keep 'em peeled...I hope they stop by.
Today has felt a bit like a walking social experiment, whether it's the hilarious deluge of comments from the most depressed teenager in the world
or the excellent new blog I've linked to, called Cranky Yankee
, or the fact that Antony Mouse
is still worryingly quiet, or a deadly new trend in the UK
and of course, me leaving a free treat for someone in a theatre.
Today also bought the final session in the boy's school in Willesden which was also, in it's own way, a social experiment. The class went well but Prince (one of the pupils, just in case you thought I meant the diminutive singer
of 'Purple Rain') was playing up and distracting everyone to the detriment of the session. When I eventually got his attention I asked him the following question:In the four sessions I've done with you, have I ever dis-respected you?
He answered no. I went on: In the four sessions I've done with you, have I ever dis-respected anyone in the group?
Again, Prince answered no and by the this time the class was hushed. Well, I feel that you're dis-respecting me with your behaviour and I want to ask you why you're doing it?
In the silence came the words: I'm sorry. And we got on with the class.
I learnt another lesson today and once again it was Prince that taught me it. We were wrapping up the session with 'Zip, Zap, Boing' a drama game where you pretend to 'zap' people with your hands rather like a laser gun. Prince very honestly turned around and said: "we can't play this cuz all kinds of shootings happen around here
". I felt suitably chastened and as if I came from another world. I'll miss my Wednesday afternoons with the lads and I really hope they come and see Human Shrapnel
when it's on. I'll be proud to have them there.
Here is a picture of someone else who did random acts of kindness but on a grander scale. Until tomorrow...