Last night, I was able to see Othello at the Folger Theatre in Washington D.C. The theatre itself is designed to mimic an inn courtyard in Elizabethan times, only accommodating about 250 people per show. The intimate nature of the venue definitely added to the show. The actors traversed the entire theatre throughout the play progressed, utilizing the aisles and the balconies. I’d go back for another play sometime. It’s a fun evening out.
And, the walk to and from the Folger is an interesting experience. On the way from the Capitol South Metro Station to the Folger, I took the road that runs between the Capitol and the Library of Congress. There was hardly a soul to be found out on the streets at 6:30 on a Sunday night. Seriously, if some dust and ash had been floating around, some fires had been burning in the distance, and some sirens had been wailing, the scene could have passed for some kind of post-apocalyptic deserted cityscape with me as one of the few survivors — eerie. Maybe I interpreted the mood of the walk to be post-apocalyptic instead of picturing myself as queen of the city because the one downfall of choosing yesterday to see the play was that I missed the Steelers/Ravens clash. No, I wouldn’t have liked the outcome, but I still would have liked to watch the game.
So, if I go to see another play at the Folger, I’ll need to check football schedules, and I’d also definitely want to be able to stay in the D.C. area for the night. Watching a 7:00 show meant I didn’t make it back to Lancaster until 1:30 am. I had to be at the school at 8:00 am, which left me exhausted for the day. I know that I might say I’m exhausted several times a semester, but really I was so exhausted that…
- I actually had ringing in my ears a few times. That weird feeling that you experience when you’ve only been asleep for an hour or two and then are violently awakened to cope with some great disaster — I had the feeling wash over me several times today while I was giving it my best effort to respond to student papers in one-on-one conferences.
- I had one student sitting in front of me who has now been in my class for 10 weeks. I know all my student’s names by now, and yet, I found myself in a conference with this kid and suddenly I could not remember his name. To cover, I had to look at his name at the top of his paper.
- I might put this grammar sample for direct address on the board: “Student x, get off your laptop now.” And, that might have been because student x was off-task on his laptop. I’m not generally cranky like that with students though even if they don’t honor my requests the first time around.
- And, for the grand finale, I almost (note the almost) left the bathroom without washing my hands. Who does that? Certainly, I never do.
I took a nap when I got home, and I was supposed to do some grading tonight. However, since the website where all the response videos I provide to my students seems to not want me to listen to any of those videos right now, I’m going to take that as a sign that perhaps productive grading of revisions is just not in the cards tonight. I’d better go store up some sleep, so I can navigate student conferences tomorrow and try to dig myself out of the 3 essay grading deficit that I’m now racking up.