My Most Memorable Moments In Theatre

It has been one year since I made a bold movement to come out to my mom as pansexual. Just to clarify, that does not mean I’m attracted to “pans” ,as in the one I could go to my kitchen and pull out. Pansexual, as defined in the dictionary, means to “not be limited in sexual choice regarding biological sex, gender, or gender identity”. Now, I may not be the best at explaining certain situations too in depth, but if I were to rate my most emotional moments in my entire lifetime, then my coming out story would most definitely rank number one. Without further ado, I present to you the most personal moment that I have ever experienced.

Broward College, Central Campus Theater in building 6, on Sunday, the 1st of November. The play was performed by Broward College students. The type of stage was Proscenium stage with extended apron. I thought it was a little bit small, but it did not show as a problem. The pre-show was dark and a feel of suspense. I felt excited to see how everything would play out. The play takes place down south of Chicago in the 1950’s.

Sadly when I arrived at the theater I was not even sure I would be able to focus on the show, for my mother who was meant to see this production with me yet was unable to. Due to unforeseeable circumstances that neither one of us could for see and so with all of this hanging over head I was really hoping to get a laugh from this play, which it did. This was not the first time that I had come to see a play at Boise Little Theater, but definitely this was the first time that I had done it on my own. Which was a tad

Acting on stage with the lights, props, and sets is all surreal. But with that being said acting is much more intricate than to just memorize lines and go on stage and recite them with simple blocking. To combine people and ideas, adding natural movements and gestures, to take the playwright's' words and turn them into your own is the beautiful art form of theatre and acting. To be able to become another person, to feel what they feel, to live their life, is very magical and astounding to me. While acting I lose myself, I am solely whoever I am portraying and I take all matters

It was almost a year and a half. We had got a date and time of when we were supposed to be at the courthouse. My grandma was trying to adopt me so she could get me out of foster care and in with my family. We had to go through so much things to get to the point that were at. We went through so many steps and waited forever it seemed like. It was our last visit to the courthouse and I wasn't really paying attention but the only words that I heard the judge say was “Anisa Munoz, I would like to congratulate you on your success of adoption” I was so excited and so was everyone else. We had to go back to my foster parents

Mylan over heard me crying and rushed in the room with a frying pan and beat my step-dad senseless. My mother learned of the ordeal and threw my stepfather out, she spoke to Mylan and I and whispered " You two put warmth in my heart to see that you protect one another". My mother always said she rather we go against the world before we go against each other. My brother knew I was gay, but when I try to say it vocally he would just say "I know big little brother". After Hurricane Katrina we evacuated to Fayetteville, NC. The following summer when Mylan was 15 and I was 16 there was an incident that involved Mylan almost drowning. When I answered the door to see our neighbor crying I knew something had happened. I ran as fast as I could to my neighbors house I ignored the police and other emergency responders. Mylan was laying on the grown unconscious and not breathing. I broke down crying and did my best to get right next to hime but the police wouldnt let me get near Mylan. He spent the next two weeks unconscience and I spent the better half of that week worried sick. Mylan woke up july 22,

When I was three years old, I could be found standing on fountains at the local mall and putting on concerts for passers by. Now, at 18 years old, the same joy I felt singing in the middle of a mall is what I feel crafting stories on stage and pursuing a character’s truth. Throughout the years, theatre has been an immensely important creative outlet for me, and the confidence I have found on stage has translated in my real life, making me a stronger person. As I pursue higher education in this field, I am excited at the prospect of continuing my studies at the University of Michigan, and being able to take advantage of all the opportunities I am so passionate about.

My ambition throughout the next seven weeks: help these children escape reality by learning about the arts. Unfortunately, many of these children came from difficult home-life situations; yet, they enthusiastically prepared for the show. Sometimes it was a struggle to take on infinite tasks and others’ responsibilities while maintaining a positive environment for these children. Filled with laughter and intense hard work, rehearsals flashed by like the speed of sound. Opening day arrived. Peeking through the curtain and seeing the room’s seats quickly fill became bittersweet. It reminds me what you see after a downpour: how the rain shares a beautiful rainbow but slowly fades from the sunlit sky. Despite laborious hours, these young actors/actresses shined onstage, and the next day, the experience would end at the final curtain

It was the winter of 2014 when my mother forced me to go to The Corner Health Center Theatre Troupe. I was livid, and acting at the time was something that I was terrified of. I felt as if I was a bird being pushed from the nest too early. I knew there was no possible way that I could be able to: one,talk to strangers, two, learn a script,

I went to a family day care that my sister’s friend mother works at. I made sure to get permission from her and the parents of the child I observed. I arrived at the place around 12 p.m., I saw two caregivers and three children. There were two girls and one boy, one was a 1-year-old girl. The other girl was 3 and the boy was 4 years old. I observed a 4-year-old boy who is Hispanic/Latino with short black hair and light brown eyes. He has a light skin color, loose ear lobes and had casual clothes (gray shirt, blue jeans and normal sneakers). I asked the caregiver if she knew his weight and height, she said that he is 38 inches tall and weighed 32 pounds. It was my first time meeting him so I was surprised by how clam, but upbeat he was. I did get one child out of three who was anxious of me, the rest were mostly curious about me. He is bilingual, he spoke mostly English with me, but Spanish with the caregiver. He

I really wanted to go and see my brother, but my parents wouldn't let me and that made me When my parents went to go see my brother and I wanted to go, but they wouldn't let me. I sat there and waited for my parents to get back in silence. When they got back they looked like they were about to cry and just me seeing them made me cry. We sat there for an hour in silence until a nurse came in and said we had to go to a different floor and so we headed upstairs and by that moment I knew what was going on, my brother wouldn't make it. When we got upstairs we went into this room that was bigger than the one we were in. We all sat there in silence for a long time and then someone came in and said that we can say our final goodbyes to my brother.Next thing I knew I seen a priest and I tried to stay in the room but I couldn't do it. When my brother was still alive, he was my hero and I wanted to be like him. Smart, caring ,and he helped others.That night really screwed my life, even to this

I sat in a dark auditorium, watching the magic. Only three, I sat in those red, comfy seats watching as my music teacher mother directed the annual spring musical Singing in the Rain that was coming to life before my eyes. I squinted at the bright glow coming from the stage, not knowing whether it was from the lights or the actors. I was fascinated as the ordinary high school students seemed to transform into experienced, brilliant actors. That very moment started my love for musical theatre.

This was all a gateway into a world I have never seen myself in. Once the show ended I continued to search for ways to be involved in the theatre department, being enrolled in the class wasn't enough for me, I needed more. Quickly I developed a passion for theatre and continued to find new ways to do it. The summer of my freshman year I was involved in a play in the park. During one of our performances a tree fell down onto the area we

I even had the chance to meet with the juniors that were in my show and make gifts for the seniors. Every year the current juniors get together and make gifts for the graduating seniors who are in their last show for this camp’s children's theater program. The week of the show was fun and exciting. During some of the parts in the show, I was on the top platform of the set singing and dancing. It was scary to be so high up since the railings on the platform were not stable. When we put our weight on the railing that was up on the top platform, we had to do railing acting. This means we could not put our weight on the railings up on the top platform. This was since the railing may fall off because they were not very secure, and if we used the railing we could not put all of our weight on it. Being so high up and dancing on a platform was so much fun, but still, a little nerve

Cast and crew member for Christian Educational Consortium’s winter and spring theatre productions. Minor speaking part in each play, helped also with props, and set