"morning at memory's border" Book Launch
Reporting time to school was 11am. It's the first time I'm coming to school on a Sunday, and the school was surprisingly teeming with activity. I could actually hear the noise coming from the swimming pool while standing near the main gate. I found out later that there's church here on Sunday. Of course, how could I have forgotten?
The clouds opened up a few minutes into our rehearsal and preparation and rain poured down. After a few run-through, we moved the platforms and frames down to the waiting truck at the foyer and settled down on the steps to have a quick McDonald's lunch before setting off for the Arts House (once again). I went in Callista's car with Raj, Audrey Low (aka Dree) and David.
Raj had betted that we would arrive later than Jared's bunch (Jared, Mrs Creffield, Ms Wong, Yi Jun and Tim) and he was right. Callista parked the car at the New Parliament House carpark and we walked to the Arts House with Raj sheltering the two gals and me sheltering David. When we entered the Arts House through the front doors, the others had already moved the frames from the truck at the loading bay behind into the building and were wiping them dry. With great care, we brought the frames and platforms up the stairs into the Chamber, our performance space. The Chamber was the actual Parliamentary Chamber where the ministers held their Parliament meetings. Most of the main fixtures remained intact; the then Prime Minister Lee Kuan Yew's seat was identified too, together with those of a few other pioneering ministers.
Aaron Maniam, the author of the book "Morning at Memory's Border", arrived while we were setting up our platforms. There were to be three schools performing during the book launch later: CHIJ (forgot which branch), RJC and us, ACJC. Of course, since we were the first to arrive there, we had quite some time to get acquainted with our performance space before the other groups came. After our rehearsal time on the space, we went into the dressing room behind the stage, changed into our costumes and did our make-up.
The crowd started to come in at about 4.15pm. Aaron started the reading at 4.35pm; he introduced each school as they came out for their performances. The two groups in front of us went back into the audience seats after their performance. When it was time for our performance, we did our stuff and went back into the dressing room. When Aaron invited the audience for a reception on the ground floor, we went out and quite a number of people from the audience had so much praises for our performances I was a bit overwhelmed. I changed back into my blacks before going down for the reception. The book was sold at the door for $12, but my parents only gave me $8...anyway, we met quite a number of ACSians downstairs too: Judith, Nalli, Hazri, just to name a few.
When the reception had ended, we swiftly moved the set back to the truck. Only the madams and Jared were going back to the school to help unload. I should have went back with them to help to; that was a little bit of regret for me. So, well, while the others went out to celebrate (I suppose), I headed home on the MRT.
Ah, I'd be looking out for the book in the bookstores.
The clouds opened up a few minutes into our rehearsal and preparation and rain poured down. After a few run-through, we moved the platforms and frames down to the waiting truck at the foyer and settled down on the steps to have a quick McDonald's lunch before setting off for the Arts House (once again). I went in Callista's car with Raj, Audrey Low (aka Dree) and David.
Raj had betted that we would arrive later than Jared's bunch (Jared, Mrs Creffield, Ms Wong, Yi Jun and Tim) and he was right. Callista parked the car at the New Parliament House carpark and we walked to the Arts House with Raj sheltering the two gals and me sheltering David. When we entered the Arts House through the front doors, the others had already moved the frames from the truck at the loading bay behind into the building and were wiping them dry. With great care, we brought the frames and platforms up the stairs into the Chamber, our performance space. The Chamber was the actual Parliamentary Chamber where the ministers held their Parliament meetings. Most of the main fixtures remained intact; the then Prime Minister Lee Kuan Yew's seat was identified too, together with those of a few other pioneering ministers.
Aaron Maniam, the author of the book "Morning at Memory's Border", arrived while we were setting up our platforms. There were to be three schools performing during the book launch later: CHIJ (forgot which branch), RJC and us, ACJC. Of course, since we were the first to arrive there, we had quite some time to get acquainted with our performance space before the other groups came. After our rehearsal time on the space, we went into the dressing room behind the stage, changed into our costumes and did our make-up.
The crowd started to come in at about 4.15pm. Aaron started the reading at 4.35pm; he introduced each school as they came out for their performances. The two groups in front of us went back into the audience seats after their performance. When it was time for our performance, we did our stuff and went back into the dressing room. When Aaron invited the audience for a reception on the ground floor, we went out and quite a number of people from the audience had so much praises for our performances I was a bit overwhelmed. I changed back into my blacks before going down for the reception. The book was sold at the door for $12, but my parents only gave me $8...anyway, we met quite a number of ACSians downstairs too: Judith, Nalli, Hazri, just to name a few.
When the reception had ended, we swiftly moved the set back to the truck. Only the madams and Jared were going back to the school to help unload. I should have went back with them to help to; that was a little bit of regret for me. So, well, while the others went out to celebrate (I suppose), I headed home on the MRT.
Ah, I'd be looking out for the book in the bookstores.
yours truly, tobias at 11:16 pm
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