Response to VYP 2018 High School Cold Readings Round 1 

#1: St. Johnsbury Academy (Crave, Hannah Panda); #2: Twinfield Union High School (Not a Spaghetti Western, Liv Boucher); #3: Thetford Academy (A Geeks Problem, Jade Elias); $4: Hannaford Career Center,(Maple Drive, Mitchel Tierney); #5: Spaulding High School (Caveat Empire, Emma Riddle).


5: I really liked how the premise was largely unexplained, forcing us to come up with a world and some explanation of the toy/human relationship
"5 it was very original, never heard anything like it. maybe develop the female human a little more.
5- FOR ACTORS please wait for the other actors to finish the lines
5: Mention the performance for the king earlier; earlier its said that they're just tourists. I love the originality!
5- You did an amazing job working with unique character and dialog. Maybe it would be nice if there was a bit more closure to the story?

When my voice lifts tilts spins richochets off countless caverns I feel the reverb in stomach like human echolocation it finds me in the world utterly immersed in sheer vibration I shimmer and shiver without a doubt heart sung notes in my throat no longer held by the twin enfoldings set free from this box of voice to roam the streets at midnight to serenade the moon and take plunges in sacred waters no human being has ever seen when it reaches you wiping the sweat from your brow or suspended in mid air jumping from a cliff into crystal blue waters it will change your physiology literally making you a new being no words are spoken not ones that human ears would recognize only the language of womb heart beat and ululating lullabye a bridge to the dawn of creation when my voice reaches the tender waking edges of tomorrow sifting through sands of time for golden moments that last for eternity perhaps you will join in the chorus at least we'll know in harmony there is music in our liv

Look out, America
They’re coming

The Privileged 
The ones who are fed with golden spoons 

The Artists
They’ll paint you themselves 
if you don't match what's already on their pallets

Watch out!

The Poets
They’ll write themselves in history as heroes
But not the sins they committed to receive this title


Run!

The Do-Gooders
They’ll tell us they saved us from living like dirty savages
As if death isn't sweeter than a
White Man’s branding on our chest


The Firefighters
We don't have the same beliefs so they say 
Let them burn!

Look out, America
They're coming.

 

Muslim Girls Making Change thank the Burlington Women's Forum for hosting us at their March 2 luncheon. Unfortunately we were without Lena for this performance.

Here are a few pictures and sound from the luncheon.




 

  One time my family, friends and I went on a trip to the west coast of San Francisco. The days were winding down like a Jack In the Box and soon the sunny, beach days would be over and we would head back to the cold, snowy winters of Burlington Vermont. The folks we were renting from had a lemon tree in the backyard, prior to that day we have picked them off and made delicious homemade lemonade. We decided it would be good to get a few bucks each to go home with so we set up that quick and easy way to make money in movies, the lemonade stand. Business has never been so good, almost everyone who walked by had some delicious lemonade. It was in the morning so one problem was most early risers love their coffee so financially that was our biggest competitor. Then this guy with an ecsquisit Australian accent walks by. This guy was great hit find. He recognized our hard work and where we set a fair 25 cents he tipped us 25 bucks almost doubling our cash for the day.

[An unknown voice calls out from WYATT’s surroundings. It is monotone; a voice seemingly spoken without emotion whatsoever.]
            UNKNOWN

Welcome.

[WYATT looks around, trying to find the source of the voice. Yet he can see nothing but his own body. WYATT is confused, but responds to the mysterious voice in a soft tone.]

            WYATT

Welcome to where?

            UNKNOWN

To the place you’ll call home.

    [WYATT is confused again. WYATT responds, again, in a soft yet confused tone.]

            WYATT

Home? No, I have a different home.

            UNKNOWN

Not anymore, now this is your home. And you must choose. Heaven or Hell?

            WYATT

What kind of question is that? And how did I get here? Why can’t I remember anything?

            UNKNOWN

Five years from know I'll be 
Gliding through the water, breathing hard, my legs will be burning 
I wish I could go far with my dream
My dream, a reality 
5 years from know I will be living my dream 
I will be  a division 1 swimmer, at a very smart school,Deerfield
 with college offers rolling in
Jumping on the block like a frog a I take  my mark and BEEP the horn yells 
The water as cold as the snow on a winter day in the middle of February 
the wall crawls closer 
I’ll be falling head over heels to flip and push off the wall
The black line on the bottom of the pool yells at me telling me “you're going to win!”
People screaming,yelling, and hollering I see my coach jumping up and down
5 years from know I’ll be racing against the best in high school but the best of high schools will be racing against me
5 years from know I’ll be working harder,faster, and stronger
Then any thing I can imagine