Twisted Tweens: Drama Class

Every Wednesday, from 1:15 to 1:45, I will teach a drama class to a group of 6-9 year old kids. This started yesterday.

My class is one of many different classes. The homeschool group I'm in has organized these classes for several years. But this is only the second time I've taught. I call these classes Wednesday Classes, because they've often been held on Wednesday. In reality, they're called S.C.E.N.E classes -- not that I remember what the acronym stands for.

We've held Wednesday Classes at several different community centers. We are using a brand new community center this time around. I walked into it for the first time yesterday. It looked magnificently nice and new. It smelled as if it had just popped out of a doll house factory; all the chemicals of creation-according-to-humans still lingered, invisible to us. Oh well, the smell will wear away.

They did not build a stage. I believe that if someone builds a building for the public to use they need to build a stage along with it. Therefore, it bothers me that no stage exists at this new community center. On the other hand, I do have a nice room for my class. It has carpet, which feels slightly softer than our usual floors. And people don't need to walk through it every few minutes to get to a different room. And the pool table stands in a different room, so my drama students won't feel so tempted distract themselves with the pool balls. Yes, I'm very, fairly pleased.

I had four students yesterday. More will join in next week. The most interesting student I have is Metal Man. He's seven and rambunctious. He seeks a lot of attention and he tries to control everything that we do in the class. The other boy (I have two) is Utah, who is a little rambunctious, especially if Metal Man attacks him. Overall, he's much easier to control. He's also highly intelligent; he has read all seven Harry Potter books, and he's only six. Rachelle, a shy but headstrong girl, is much quieter than the two boys, who like to chatter about their own achievements. She also tries to control the wild Metal Man –– at least, she tries to protect me from him. I appreciate this, but it can lead to chaos when they resort to wrestling. Dani remains the quietest of all. Her imagination might be too sweet to make a balanced character (each one is supposed to develop his or her own character) but I'll try to explain this to her as we move along, and I expect that she will catch on.

I expect that I will keep writing about these classes, as they are weekly and they tend to provide a lot of interesting stories.

So, until I have more to say....

Zachary W.