We (Me, Eden,Vellvin, Rogan, and Moran) being the awesome people we are didn't start planing the play till noon ON the day. So we had a mere six hours to cast, design the set, actually get a curtain up, rehearse and have costumes ready.
Its amazing how much spare energy you find you have when you need it.
I was unofficially the Director and all of us were the actors.
We all decided Rogan was an awesome Saint Nick and Vellvin was dying to play Constantine, Rogan and Vellvin were cast as Saint Nicholas and Constantine respectively.
Mum was the narrator and was given the title only minutes before the main event.
Whilst overseeing the set design and costumes I managed to write the start of the narrative that was to take place between scenes, and I finished the rest 15 minutes before the curtain was pulled back. Quickly I found an awesome narrator, tossed the papers in her arms and continued with the final preparations.
And now on with the play~~~
Many years ago, in a land far away in a country which is now know as Turkey.
There was a boy: Nicholas
A saintly boy he prayed for many hours each day. Though small he was very mature, always giving to the poor and hungry.
But alas Nicholas soon lost his parents to the plague inheriting large wealth from his parents; he made it his life’s mission to give to the poor and to glorify God.
In Patara where Nicholas lived he heard of a man who had lost his fortune and was near to being broke. The man had three young daughters whom he had to supply dowries for.
But sadly, he could no due to his lack of cash; the future for the small family looked very bleak indeed. Upon hearing this, Nicholas was determined to help; though not the usual way......
|Eden, Vellvin and Moran played various roles , one of which was the three daughters.|
|A quickly constructed chimney, a young Nicholas with gold and the show was on!|
A few years later in a parish whose bishop had recently died a priest heard the voice of God in his sleep
|A priest with a fellow brother in the wee hours of the morning. After hearing a voice in his sleep he awakens.|
|And tells the brother what he had been told.|
saying “Awaken soon my son, and be at the doorway, ask the first person who enters their name, if he answers to the name of Nicholas make him the new bishop.”
|Upon hearing the boys name is Nicholas the father is delighted!|
|He shoves the mitre on Nicholas's head, ties a red robe around his neck and thrusts a staff in his arms, and proclaims him Bishop. Nicholas's friend Peter is happy for him and willingly congratulates him|
Nicholas’s fame grew even more, he was easily recognized by his white and red garments and also by the dark-skinned man who was his constant follower and companion known as Black Peter.
|A cast photo of Nicholas, Black Peter, and the Priest.|
|The Emperor tells Nicholas what he thinks of Christianity, only to be Baptised soon after.|
Bishop Nicholas’s fame grew more then ever and some considered him a living saint. One day when a group of sailors were caught in a storm they called to the famous bishop for to help them though he was not present among them; they were answered.
|The Emperor has a strange habit of laughing in his sleep- THAT I can tell you was NOT in the rehearsal.|
|The emperor sleeps while a soldier guards him.....with a Nerf gun!|
|The three prisoners rejoice at being freed with joyful faces.|
|Nicholas, now sporting large beard, lays on his death bed with Peter near him.|
|Nicholas passes away....|
|And Peter vows to continue the tradition of giving at Christmas.|
|A somewhat fuzzy cast photo.|
Thank you for your company!
PS. from Mum. I usually take the photos for these little plays and make slide (which seems to be shutting down, so I need new format to continue this- any suggestions?) shows but for what ever reason the camera was not taking clear pictures. Also the director was not used to directing against a wall in the background and forgot to allow for the 'audience point of view.
However I am thrilled with their work and the creativity they put into this play and look forward to the now monthly plays they have promised us.
Blessings to you and your homes,