Almost Stabbed by Boy with a Plastic Fork!

Family audience. (Photo courtesy of ACT 3 Theatrics.)

The Magic of Children’s Theatre is that the audience, without a moment’s hesitation, enters into the world we are creating. They become one with the characters. The characters’ joy, pain, anxiety, fear become theirs.

This is why it is vital for makers and actors in Children’s Theatre to be exceptionally sensitive. It is such a delicate balance between keeping the children physically, emotionally and mentally thrilled and yet not allowing them to snap. It is a huge responsibility.

Engrossed. Enthralled. (Photo courtesy of Jack Yam.)

 The young audience does not just want to say yes, no, yeah, hiss, boo. They want to be able to affect proceedings – to share opinions, to assist, to right the wrongs.

That brings me to the day I was almost stabbed by a boy with a plastic fork.

It was a birthday party performance and we were staging Little Red Riding Hood in the living room. The children had just had their slices of birthday cake, hence the plastic fork in hand.

Wolf. (Photo courtesy of ACT 3 Theatrics.)

 Ruby was Red Riding Hood, Jasmin, both the Woodcutter and Grandma. And I, the Wolf! Throughout the play the aforesaid boy, with the other children, had been helping Red navigate the forest to Grandma’s house.

As the story went, the Wolf was there, waiting to ambush her. Of course, at the last minute the children tipped off Red and started calling – well, screaming out - for the Woodcutter. When the Woodcutter appeared the Wolf dashed into the audience to hide.

As the other children were pointing the hiding Wolf out to the Woodcutter, me the Wolf – who is alert to such things – noticed a boy heading menacingly closer. And then I spotted a fork in his hand.

Animal, human, actor’s instinct all came to play. As he was about to do damage I – lightly, I must say – grabbed hold of him, stood still and waited for the Woodcutter to arrive, (with a smirk in his face), to not just arrest the Wolf for the crime he did, but also to save the actor from being the victim of a crime.

It was nothing personal I am sure. The boy was a child playing his part in unravelling the story.

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The Power of Writing that First Word

THE POWER OF WRITING THAT FIRST WORD

Ten hours ago - spread over three Saturdays - a group of youngsters started with a blank piece of paper.

Seeds if imagination being planted. (Photo courtesy R Chandran)

By the end of the ten weeks they had their first published Story Books in hand.

Young Authors with their First Story Books and Proud Parents. "Writing My First Story Book" - Writers' Lab for the Young initiative by ACT 3 Theatrics. November 2012 at Lasalle College of the Arts. (Photo courtesy of R Chandran)

In-between, they were set writing exercises and offered individual guidance. Finding the Joy in writing was the key to the sessions.

Young Authors at work and their stories being read aloud. (Photos courtesy of R Chandran)

What inspired me to undertake this project was hearing people, especially adults remark - "How do you write?" "I don't know what to write about." "I have no ideas."

It was like a chore. Anna Belle Francis, a mother of two, shared the fact that her eight year-old son Abbra hated writing. His clever retort was: "I don't like writing. The pencil is too heavy." Today, if Abbra is asked to write five sentences, he asks for ten.

Our 'Writers' Lab for the Young' initiative sets out to inspire the joy in writing, then to hone individual skills through pleasurable practice.

Write that first word on a blank piece of paper and let that lead you on. 

Finding inspiration indoors as well as outdoors. (Photo courtesy of R Chandran).