I need to go to a play, specifically a musical because when I see a musical, I relax, listen and watch the action on stage. I forget about my problems. At a musical the only thing I need to do is sit there and watch. I don't have to worry about anything or think about anything except the action on the stage.
The last play I went to was Sweeny Todd, the Demon Barber of Fleet Street, which was several years ago. In fact, it was before 2007 when my mother went into the hospital. I haven't been to a musical play since and think I need to go. I need to get out more ofter. My mother needs to get out more often. We both enjoy plays; therefore, I need to find one that we can go to within the next couple of months. My favorite musical play is Sweeny Todd and I enjoyed the songs.
Showing posts with label play. Show all posts
Showing posts with label play. Show all posts
Friday, August 07, 2009
I need to go to a play
Istiqlál (Independence), 7 Kamál (Perfection), 166 BE – Friday, August 7, 2009 about 2:55 PM Pacific Time
What is your favorite musical or play? What is it about that production that you like?
Sunday, June 29, 2008
A Difficult Day
Jamál (Beauty), 6 Rahmat (Mercy), 165 BE – Sunday, June 29, 2008 2:46 PM PDT
Why are Sundays so difficult?
I don't remember Sundays being difficult,
when I was growing up.
I remember the Sunday dinners
my Grandmother made,
we didn't have a big breakfast on Sunday
because Grandma made fried chicken,
with mashed potatoes and gravy
and pie for desert.
My Grandmother did the cooking
and we helped after going home from church;
Grandma went to church with us
and still made a big Sunday dinner.
Sunday wasn't difficult for her
even with the big dinner and dish washer afterwards;
we prayed and played;
perhaps that is the secret -
I pray everyday,
but I don't play on Sunday.
Perhaps
if I both prayed and played on Sunday,
Sunday wouldn't be so difficult.
Why are Sundays so difficult?
I don't remember Sundays being difficult,
when I was growing up.
I remember the Sunday dinners
my Grandmother made,
we didn't have a big breakfast on Sunday
because Grandma made fried chicken,
with mashed potatoes and gravy
and pie for desert.
My Grandmother did the cooking
and we helped after going home from church;
Grandma went to church with us
and still made a big Sunday dinner.
Sunday wasn't difficult for her
even with the big dinner and dish washer afterwards;
we prayed and played;
perhaps that is the secret -
I pray everyday,
but I don't play on Sunday.
Perhaps
if I both prayed and played on Sunday,
Sunday wouldn't be so difficult.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)