After endless weeks of rehearsals and set building, like Vladimir and Estragon, I too am questioning the meaning of life. Is there a world outside the room of yellow and purple paint?
The script is perfect for even the most struggling of ESL kids. Take this exchange for example:
VLADIMIR: We can't.
ESTRAGON:Why not?
VLADIMIR: We're waiting for Godot
ESTRAGON: (despairingly). Ah! (Pause.) You're sure it was here?
VLADIMIR: What?
ESTRAGON: That we were to wait.
VLADIMIR: He said by the tree. (They look at the tree.) Do you see any others?
VLADIMIR: I don't know. A willow.
ESTRAGON: Where are the leaves?
VLADIMIR:
It must be dead.
Repeat ad nauseum.
Then there's the set. One tree placed strategically in the middle of the stage and the right light and it's done and dusted. No need for the hundreds of tubs of glitter and paint that our production demands! Costumes? Anything goes, as long as you don't forget the symbolically important boot. A visit to the market to buy a suspicially carrot like turnip sorts out the props and a whip for Lucky and that's pretty much it!
I may just give it a go, afterall, I am sure there is a fortune to be made somewhere. If we just decorated the tree with glitter then it could be a winner!
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