Standing for political office
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ravenOh, yes. Big improvement on yesterday, today was. Much better. At break in the morning, we started planning for the Drama Festival play. The original idea involved combining certain elements of various fairy tales, but was dismissed as being too complicated. Our chosen Drama Festival play is...
(can I have a drumroll, please?)
(no, a louder one)
...Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. There is no existing script, so I'm going to have a crack at writing it tonight. It's a pretty good choice, methinks; everyone knows the basic story, so we can put any twist we like on it, the Lower Fours will like it, it's not a musical, and there are enough parts. I tried to figure it out - I think we need a Snow White, a wicked queen, a magic mirror, seven dwarfs, a hunter, a prince, and the rest can be general walking props. Katrina has requested a particular form - L4G. We have to meet them before the end of term.
Becca saw Mrs Wigmore about it, and had her put down the names of the seven-strong groups. Becky (the other one) is extremely pissed off. I forget who said it, but that girl is a crybaby. She really is.
She's besides the point, though.
As well as the discussion surrounding that, we had the Political Awareness mock election today. The three candidates were me, Emma and Gemma, and before anything could happen, Gemma went round handing out lollipops. They were the red fizzy kind and had stickers on them that read: "Vote for Gemma, the people's candidate!"
I didn't unwrap the plastic off mine, because I wouldn't have anywhere to put it while speaking, but I did give Becca an aggrieved look while she opened hers. Characteristically, she unstuck the label, crossed out "Gemma" in favour of "Iona" and stuck the label to her forehead.
Emma was first up to speak. Her main issue was smoking in public places, but she did say she'd been coerced into speaking. Her speech was mainly stats, but she'd definitely done her research. Cue applause.
Next, me. My speech was rambly but mostly coherent, and not, I am proud to say, read off a piece of paper. I had some bullet points, but mostly spoke extemperaneously. I was standing against university top-up fees and for drug legalisation, which was all good, but unfortunately my tendency to say stupid things - "Money is the root of all evil. So is the Conservative Party." - emerged with a vengeance. But I struggled through, and then on came the next candidate.
Gemma. Her speech was a pile of crap, as no-one was quite sure what she was standing for. Afterwards, people asked questions and then everyone voted. I voted for myself, because I represented one twelfth of the electorate.
And I won! I actually won with a majority - I got seven votes, Emma got three and Gemma two. Mrs Mason asked for an acceptance speech - "Thank you. You'll live to regret it." - and that was that.
That does in fact sum up my day. I've discovered that LJ's update.bml page is going WYSIWYG, and is it me or is the "Event" box bigger?
Oh, yes; one final dilemma. Becca's having a New Year's party. So is Jane. They live within five minutes' walk of each other. Which one do I go to? Argh.
(can I have a drumroll, please?)
(no, a louder one)
...Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs. There is no existing script, so I'm going to have a crack at writing it tonight. It's a pretty good choice, methinks; everyone knows the basic story, so we can put any twist we like on it, the Lower Fours will like it, it's not a musical, and there are enough parts. I tried to figure it out - I think we need a Snow White, a wicked queen, a magic mirror, seven dwarfs, a hunter, a prince, and the rest can be general walking props. Katrina has requested a particular form - L4G. We have to meet them before the end of term.
Becca saw Mrs Wigmore about it, and had her put down the names of the seven-strong groups. Becky (the other one) is extremely pissed off. I forget who said it, but that girl is a crybaby. She really is.
She's besides the point, though.
As well as the discussion surrounding that, we had the Political Awareness mock election today. The three candidates were me, Emma and Gemma, and before anything could happen, Gemma went round handing out lollipops. They were the red fizzy kind and had stickers on them that read: "Vote for Gemma, the people's candidate!"
I didn't unwrap the plastic off mine, because I wouldn't have anywhere to put it while speaking, but I did give Becca an aggrieved look while she opened hers. Characteristically, she unstuck the label, crossed out "Gemma" in favour of "Iona" and stuck the label to her forehead.
Emma was first up to speak. Her main issue was smoking in public places, but she did say she'd been coerced into speaking. Her speech was mainly stats, but she'd definitely done her research. Cue applause.
Next, me. My speech was rambly but mostly coherent, and not, I am proud to say, read off a piece of paper. I had some bullet points, but mostly spoke extemperaneously. I was standing against university top-up fees and for drug legalisation, which was all good, but unfortunately my tendency to say stupid things - "Money is the root of all evil. So is the Conservative Party." - emerged with a vengeance. But I struggled through, and then on came the next candidate.
Gemma. Her speech was a pile of crap, as no-one was quite sure what she was standing for. Afterwards, people asked questions and then everyone voted. I voted for myself, because I represented one twelfth of the electorate.
And I won! I actually won with a majority - I got seven votes, Emma got three and Gemma two. Mrs Mason asked for an acceptance speech - "Thank you. You'll live to regret it." - and that was that.
That does in fact sum up my day. I've discovered that LJ's update.bml page is going WYSIWYG, and is it me or is the "Event" box bigger?
Oh, yes; one final dilemma. Becca's having a New Year's party. So is Jane. They live within five minutes' walk of each other. Which one do I go to? Argh.
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on 2003-12-12 05:22 am (UTC)>Which one do I go to?
Go to hers, then mine. Or, y'know, the other way round. Whichever.