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Personal Narrative: My First High School Play

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It was a just weeks before the production of my first high school play. The crew and I were still trying to finalize lighting arrangements, with our limited school resources, our small auditorium could not satisfy our needs. Our mentor Mrs. Roundy gave her usual morale-boosting spiel, that essentially meant “Folks, live with it, and let’s keep going”. And we went on with our rehearsal. In between scenes, sitting in dark control booth, I decided to try something. I opened my laptop to modify my experimental random bubble generator Java program. I made the background completely dark and changed the aspect ratio to fit the theater projection. Suddenly, the colorful bubbles appeared like many moving spotlights. While the cast was still rehearsing

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