I don't know how many of you have ever attempted to hold yourself up in a human pyramid, but I must say, it is one of the more difficult feats I have ever performed.
I understand that this introductory sentence does not make much sense. Hold your horses while I give a bit of background on this pyramid.
I am in an advanced high school drama class. There are only eleven of us in the class, six men and five women. Over the course of the year we have performing larger and large scale productions, starting with a simple monologue, advancing to a couple of duet scenes, now to the two group scenes, and soon to the full length play. My group, my group of three men and three women, was given a rather peculiar scene. A human pyramid scene, to be exact. Slightly daunted, but mostly excited about this task, we quickly pounced on it. After a quick read-through, we figured out who should be where in the pyramid. Obviously, the three men (all six foot plus, strongly built men) were placed on the bottom. The question was the women. We three chose our characters, then after some quick scrutiny by myself, I determined that I and "Megan" should be in the middle with "Lulie" on top. I would kneel on top of "Steve" and "Robbie", and Megan on top of "Buddy" and Robbie.
None of us were well prepared for this.
Now, we're all healthy, fit, young people but that does not necessarily mean that we were built for a pyramid. After repeated, unsuccessful tries, we discovered that somehow, over the course of the fifteen minutes the scene took, we would slowly slide apart. The men moved apart, Megan and I sliding over them, attempting to hold ourselves and Lulie on. Halfway through, Lulie would often end up in the splits, Megan and I having slid so far apart. Soon, she would crash down between us, pushing us off, and her sudden weight knocking the men down. We would end up in a heap of laughing, crying, sweating bodies.
Nevertheless, we pushed on. We tried, and tried, and tried, and tried again. Only once did we hold up through the entire scene. However, that scene was rushed, choppy, and nonsensical. And you thought it was hard before I mentioned the breath holding, dramatic pausing, bandanna wearing, water drinking, hugging, high-fiving, nose-goesing, and condom blowing all with minimal screaming, cussing, and giggling. Yeah. Don't get me started. This was not easy.
I understand that this introductory sentence does not make much sense. Hold your horses while I give a bit of background on this pyramid.
I am in an advanced high school drama class. There are only eleven of us in the class, six men and five women. Over the course of the year we have performing larger and large scale productions, starting with a simple monologue, advancing to a couple of duet scenes, now to the two group scenes, and soon to the full length play. My group, my group of three men and three women, was given a rather peculiar scene. A human pyramid scene, to be exact. Slightly daunted, but mostly excited about this task, we quickly pounced on it. After a quick read-through, we figured out who should be where in the pyramid. Obviously, the three men (all six foot plus, strongly built men) were placed on the bottom. The question was the women. We three chose our characters, then after some quick scrutiny by myself, I determined that I and "Megan" should be in the middle with "Lulie" on top. I would kneel on top of "Steve" and "Robbie", and Megan on top of "Buddy" and Robbie.
None of us were well prepared for this.
Now, we're all healthy, fit, young people but that does not necessarily mean that we were built for a pyramid. After repeated, unsuccessful tries, we discovered that somehow, over the course of the fifteen minutes the scene took, we would slowly slide apart. The men moved apart, Megan and I sliding over them, attempting to hold ourselves and Lulie on. Halfway through, Lulie would often end up in the splits, Megan and I having slid so far apart. Soon, she would crash down between us, pushing us off, and her sudden weight knocking the men down. We would end up in a heap of laughing, crying, sweating bodies.
Nevertheless, we pushed on. We tried, and tried, and tried, and tried again. Only once did we hold up through the entire scene. However, that scene was rushed, choppy, and nonsensical. And you thought it was hard before I mentioned the breath holding, dramatic pausing, bandanna wearing, water drinking, hugging, high-fiving, nose-goesing, and condom blowing all with minimal screaming, cussing, and giggling. Yeah. Don't get me started. This was not easy.
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