by Eleanor Lê '20
I have to admit: I have never gone to a student concert before.
Therefore, coming to Thornton Academy’s Holiday Concert at Harry P. Garland II Auditorium, I know nothing to expect.
The first performance is from TA’s own Concert Band and Symphony Orchestra. I know TA has a very strong music program, but I did not expect it to be this extensive. As the student musicians entered the stage, I was overwhelmed by their presence.
By Izzie Roughton '22
by Keyan Du '20
I would like to introduce one of my best friends to you—Pipa, a Chinese traditional instrument that have accompanied me for 12 years. In 2006, It was the first time I met it. I was 4, and I was amazed by it. At that time, my words were too little to describe its beautifulness, but I knew that it’s the one that I would love forever.
by Lindsey Armstrong '19
September 7th was one of the days that every theatre enthusiast dreads... Audition day. The day when all of your hard work goes into action. We may not know what roles we will be given, or what is swirling inside the director's brain as they sit, writing notes, which hold the fate of which roles we will receive. No matter how good and no matter how impressive your audition might be, the brain of an actor is always critiquing their own audition. None of us expected to get the roles we did. Some
people auditioned for supporting roles and got leads and some people auditioned for leads and got supporting roles or got cut.
by Lauren Bayes '18
For most of the day, I stay locked up in a pink bag with a bunch of little holes. Her mother says the holes are there to "let me breathe." That's nice because I do get very hot very quickly. I sit in the bag along with my best friends the toe pads and the toe spacers. We're all super close. Literally, when I'm worn we are all squished inside of me very closely. Life as a pair of pointe shoes is more complex than it may seem.
Thursday, October 27--
Our Town is a serious play-- the second-most-performed in high schools across the country, even across time. My great-uncle was George Gibbs in his Maryland production, my great-grandmother was Mrs. Gibbs in her New York production. My grandmother was Rebecca Gibbs. It's truly a classic play.
Right at this moment, the orchestra is playing quiet music onstage, as the choir scene starts.
”The music’s only good when it's loud,” the choir director (Carlos) says.
And the stage is nearly bare-- it is a bare-stage play, with a simple white-picket fence, wooden frames where the doorways would be, and choir chairs where the wooden chairs will eventually be. There are microphone headpieces, to make the dialogue louder, and the actors are off-book-- but all the actors still wear every-day clothes, and here they are talking amongst themselves, seemingly indifferent to the fact that they’re performing in two weeks.