My essay on a trip to the old globe theatre
On May the 29th 1600 I went to visit the old globe theatre. I went to see the then brand-new play; Romeo and Juliet. As you can expect it was a very busy event. As I entered the huge complex I dashed straight up the stairs to pay for a seat in the middle gallery so I didn’t have to be squashed in amongst the poor and revolting people in the yard. It was like a stampede! There was so much excitement and people were so desperate to see this new performance that the entire place was filled up in about a minute. In the middle gallery (where I was sitting) it was strangely quiet-probably because there was so much anticipation flooding right through every one. The only thing you could hear was the impolite chatter in the midst of the ill-mannered peasants in the yard. You could even smell the faeces from down there-bearing in mind I was seated in the middle gallery!
Before the play started similarly to the people around me I was waiting there patiently for a good half an hour. But those rude souls in the yard looked almost frustrated in expectancy. They started chucking food and other things on to the stage after about ten minutes! Shocking behaviour! This time however was very awkward for me as I had two elder gentlemen sitting either side of me. They both looked extremely posh. I assumed one was Scottish as he was wearing a kilt and had four bottles of whisky by his side which by the way he had all finished before the start of the chronicle! It just goes to show how far people would travel to watch this play.
As the performance begins you can hear cries of relief from the immensely agitated citizens down in the yard. A man in a dark purple comes in and announces the following, “A tale of miracles, love and conflict is about to begin for the first time. But before all of that just for a minute think about whom you love and after this play ends tell them that you do. This is not just a play; it’s a lesson.”
During the play the audience are strangely silent and
Before the play started similarly to the people around me I was waiting there patiently for a good half an hour. But those rude souls in the yard looked almost frustrated in expectancy. They started chucking food and other things on to the stage after about ten minutes! Shocking behaviour! This time however was very awkward for me as I had two elder gentlemen sitting either side of me. They both looked extremely posh. I assumed one was Scottish as he was wearing a kilt and had four bottles of whisky by his side which by the way he had all finished before the start of the chronicle! It just goes to show how far people would travel to watch this play.
As the performance begins you can hear cries of relief from the immensely agitated citizens down in the yard. A man in a dark purple comes in and announces the following, “A tale of miracles, love and conflict is about to begin for the first time. But before all of that just for a minute think about whom you love and after this play ends tell them that you do. This is not just a play; it’s a lesson.”
During the play the audience are strangely silent and