i have a picture but i need to work on my idea i am an old man... yay, its like every day for me! I have a 2 page mono with many pauses and it takes between 3 and 5 mins
Im finished from my monolouge and picture. I had a picture in my mind as a wrote the monolouge and found one as simalar as i could. I am basically playing the part of a Teenage girl on her prom night who has just been dumped by 'the love of her life' and she's sitting in a park questioning herself about it. It's 1 and a half pages long, and there are also many pauses in it too. :)
I am all set with my monologue. All i have to work on is acting it out. My monologue is about a 16-year old boy living on the streets fighting after food. He then asks himself throughout the monologue how he has had such a horrible life and what he could do to make it better. It is 1 page long when typed but 1 and a half pages long when written. I haven't timed it yet, but i think its somewhere around 4 minutes if i do enough pauses.
My picture monologue is about a little boy sitting on the window sil, looking outside the window. this is because he most probably doesnt want to leave his home, but he has to. this was taken place during some war, so his daddy goes to war and thts why they have to leave home. his ma doesnt want him to play with any of his toys that have to do with tanks, guns etc. so that the child doesnt know what will go on in future when they leave the house.. i havent timed myself yet. but it shud be around 3 to 4 minutes if i make enough pauses.
My picture monologue is about a boy, who is about 6 years old, sitting on a window sill, looking ouside the window, holding his teddy, looking sad. He is sad because his mom died, and now he has to move from this house to another country, which he doesn't want to go to, but during the monlogue his mind changes. The picture is black and white to show all its sadness, and the boy is meant to hold a teddy bear, but there were no pictures in the internet with a teddy, but there is a really good one of a boy with a book, so i didn't want to change the whole idea, but i changed from teddy to the book.
Monologue: My mom is gone now, she is on her trip to heaven, it is very far, but I know I will meet her soon. She was the best mommy in the world, she loved me, and I know that she is looking at me, but I don’t feel her. I still miss her, remember the smell of her perfume…this unforgettable smell. She used to make me eat porridge every morning, then she would cook lunch for us, and then chicken and cake for dinner, I miss her food. Daddy is very different to mommy, he makes me sandwiches and buys cakes instead of making them. He also stopped working when mommy died, he said that we will move to America. I don’t want to go, if we move to America I won’t have this pretty garden with me, the garden is best for playing hide and seek, and there are many baby frogs hopping away from me, but I still catch them. The main thing is to hold them inside both of your hands closed, otherwise they jump. I hate spring in here, it is very wet and still cold, but without snow. If we move to America daddy said it will be sunny all year. I love sun. I want to go. Dad said that we will go by an airplane, that was my dream to fly, and finally it will come true! I wonder what the school is going to be like, it will probably be different from the school in here, nicer teachers, nicer boys and girls and bigger playground…larger holidays I LOVE holidays, you get to sleep more, have more playtime, no homework, and presents. Presents are the best, you get so much in one day, and it is either Santa, or Easter bunny, or just daddy and mommy. Dad said that the best present for him is me, but still I am saving money to get him chocolate. Chocolate makes everyone happy, I know. Even if the weather is bad outside, chocolate, or even hot chocolate will cheer you up.
I now have 2 pictures for my picture monologue and have 1 random one. I do not know what the random one is for as for i was sick and was not told exactly what it was for
Old Man Monologue:
Kids, always fighting, fighting, fighting, fighting. Always grumbling, whining and shouting. Must they make so much noise. Oh if only I had the strength to get out of bed, I’d shut them up myself. If only I had the strength. Can’t they leave their arguing for later so I can sleep in peace. Oh those noisy kids, if they get me out of bed I’m calling the police.
Oh now they’ve pushed their limits, oh, ouch, oh, I think I cracked my back, oh poor me maybe I could get those poor kids to help me, ooh those poor kids, poor lonely kids. Maybe I could help them by giving them to eat or finding them a home. Or else I could help them by keeping them here… Wait a second what the heck am I saying. I am a seventy year old man who wants to take eight dirty children home. Am I insane. They’ll cling on to me for years until I’m able to get rid of them. What’s the point in life if you had to home eight annoying children.
I’m going down there right now and I’m going to find out what’s happening, they make too much noise, there must be a logical reason…Straight after I keep grumbling about how amazingly noisy they are!!! Shut up you brats! Can’t you stop quarrelling for just one minute!
Who do they think they are kings? I’ll show them who’s king! I’ll go to the king of England and I’m going to complain!!! Oh my! What’s that? Is that one tiny piece of bread, I wish I had bread, ooh tasty, crunchy bread with low fat ham and butter.
Oh the old days, I used to be just like those children, fighting over a tiny piece of bread. A small piece of bread, 6 weeks old, full of mould and dirt. I always used to win when fighting. I used to be the strongest. I was the strongest of them all. Actually I still am, I’m much stronger than those small things. I can take that bread from them like taking candy from a baby. First though I’m going to get some low fat ham and butter from the supermarket so I can eat it with flavor. Yes that’s what I’ll do, I’ll take their stinking bread fill it with yummy low fat ham and butter and…and I’ll, I’ll, I’ll, torture them with my eating yes that’s what I’ll do, you heard me kids I’m going to torture you. That’ll show them. Ooh shut up!
WOW, It worked! They… Oh, I spoke too soon! I’m going down there right now and I’m stopping them after I get some ham and butter. Yes that’s what I’ll do!
I finally got my picture monologue completely ready. :D it's about this 9 year old boy talking to his friend about the time when he saw his dad kissing his secretary in his office, and if he did the right thing by telling his mom... because his family broke up and he is living with his mom only and his brother is living with his dad in another country and he hasn't seen them both in a year and he really misses them..
Woot! First comment :P..
ReplyDeleteI don't really have a picture yet because I scraped my idea (y)
xD I feel like such a geek being the first one :P
i have a picture but i need to work on my idea i am an old man... yay, its like every day for me! I have a 2 page mono with many pauses and it takes between 3 and 5 mins
ReplyDeleteIm finished from my monolouge and picture. I had a picture in my mind as a wrote the monolouge and found one as simalar as i could. I am basically playing the part of a Teenage girl on her prom night who has just been dumped by 'the love of her life' and she's sitting in a park questioning herself about it. It's 1 and a half pages long, and there are also many pauses in it too. :)
ReplyDeleteI am all set with my monologue. All i have to work on is acting it out. My monologue is about a 16-year old boy living on the streets fighting after food. He then asks himself throughout the monologue how he has had such a horrible life and what he could do to make it better. It is 1 page long when typed but 1 and a half pages long when written. I haven't timed it yet, but i think its somewhere around 4 minutes if i do enough pauses.
ReplyDeleteMy picture monologue is about a little boy sitting on the window sil, looking outside the window. this is because he most probably doesnt want to leave his home, but he has to. this was taken place during some war, so his daddy goes to war and thts why they have to leave home. his ma doesnt want him to play with any of his toys that have to do with tanks, guns etc. so that the child doesnt know what will go on in future when they leave the house..
ReplyDeletei havent timed myself yet. but it shud be around 3 to 4 minutes if i make enough pauses.
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My picture monologue is about a boy, who is about 6 years old, sitting on a window sill, looking ouside the window, holding his teddy, looking sad. He is sad because his mom died, and now he has to move from this house to another country, which he doesn't want to go to, but during the monlogue his mind changes. The picture is black and white to show all its sadness, and the boy is meant to hold a teddy bear, but there were no pictures in the internet with a teddy, but there is a really good one of a boy with a book, so i didn't want to change the whole idea, but i changed from teddy to the book.
ReplyDeleteMonologue:
My mom is gone now, she is on her trip to heaven, it is very far, but I know I will meet her soon.
She was the best mommy in the world, she loved me, and I know that she is looking at me, but I don’t feel her. I still miss her, remember the smell of her perfume…this unforgettable smell.
She used to make me eat porridge every morning, then she would cook lunch for us, and then chicken and cake for dinner, I miss her food. Daddy is very different to mommy, he makes me sandwiches and buys cakes instead of making them.
He also stopped working when mommy died, he said that we will move to America. I don’t want to go, if we move to America I won’t have this pretty garden with me, the garden is best for playing hide and seek, and there are many baby frogs hopping away from me, but I still catch them. The main thing is to hold them inside both of your hands closed, otherwise they jump.
I hate spring in here, it is very wet and still cold, but without snow.
If we move to America daddy said it will be sunny all year. I love sun. I want to go.
Dad said that we will go by an airplane, that was my dream to fly, and finally it will come true!
I wonder what the school is going to be like, it will probably be different from the school in here, nicer teachers, nicer boys and girls and bigger playground…larger holidays
I LOVE holidays, you get to sleep more, have more playtime, no homework, and presents.
Presents are the best, you get so much in one day, and it is either Santa, or Easter bunny, or just daddy and mommy. Dad said that the best present for him is me, but still I am saving money to get him chocolate.
Chocolate makes everyone happy, I know. Even if the weather is bad outside, chocolate, or even hot chocolate will cheer you up.
Picure link:http://americangallery.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/child-at-window.jpg
I now have 2 pictures for my picture monologue and have 1 random one. I do not know what the random one is for as for i was sick and was not told exactly what it was for
ReplyDeleteOld Man Monologue:
Kids, always fighting, fighting, fighting, fighting. Always grumbling, whining and shouting. Must they make so much noise. Oh if only I had the strength to get out of bed, I’d shut them up myself. If only I had the strength. Can’t they leave their arguing for later so I can sleep in peace. Oh those noisy kids, if they get me out of bed I’m calling the police.
Oh now they’ve pushed their limits, oh, ouch, oh, I think I cracked my back, oh poor me maybe I could get those poor kids to help me, ooh those poor kids, poor lonely kids. Maybe I could help them by giving them to eat or finding them a home. Or else I could help them by keeping them here… Wait a second what the heck am I saying. I am a seventy year old man who wants to take eight dirty children home. Am I insane. They’ll cling on to me for years until I’m able to get rid of them. What’s the point in life if you had to home eight annoying children.
I’m going down there right now and I’m going to find out what’s happening, they make too much noise, there must be a logical reason…Straight after I keep grumbling about how amazingly noisy they are!!! Shut up you brats! Can’t you stop quarrelling for just one minute!
Who do they think they are kings? I’ll show them who’s king! I’ll go to the king of England and I’m going to complain!!! Oh my! What’s that? Is that one tiny piece of bread, I wish I had bread, ooh tasty, crunchy bread with low fat ham and butter.
Oh the old days, I used to be just like those children, fighting over a tiny piece of bread. A small piece of bread, 6 weeks old, full of mould and dirt. I always used to win when fighting. I used to be the strongest. I was the strongest of them all. Actually I still am, I’m much stronger than those small things. I can take that bread from them like taking candy from a baby. First though I’m going to get some low fat ham and butter from the supermarket so I can eat it with flavor. Yes that’s what I’ll do, I’ll take their stinking bread fill it with yummy low fat ham and butter and…and I’ll, I’ll, I’ll, torture them with my eating yes that’s what I’ll do, you heard me kids I’m going to torture you. That’ll show them. Ooh shut up!
WOW, It worked! They… Oh, I spoke too soon! I’m going down there right now and I’m stopping them after I get some ham and butter. Yes that’s what I’ll do!
Max
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ReplyDeleteI finally got my picture monologue completely ready. :D it's about this 9 year old boy talking to his friend about the time when he saw his dad kissing his secretary in his office, and if he did the right thing by telling his mom... because his family broke up and he is living with his mom only and his brother is living with his dad in another country and he hasn't seen them both in a year and he really misses them..
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