'Roll' Playing
In concerts, the front row seats are usually what we prefer to take---you can almost touch the singers, you can almost hear their voices as if they sing only for you, you can smell.... sweat!!! (Thanks, Kate Hudson for the help!!!) But in orientations and classes, you prefer not to sit in front; you don't want to be caught sleeping or sketching your most hated professor and front row seats are easy to approach so once they need a volunteer in front---you're IT.
Last Friday, we had some orientation for our Off-Campus (A.K.A. OJT Teacher Style) and I was unlucky to find the only row with vacant seats was the front. I sat there so that, well, just for fun (I wanted to show the annoying professors in front of me that I'm sleepy if ever they start to bore me---oh, and they did!!!). But in the middle of the annoying and boring and stupid and unorganized orientation (Just an opinion, profs. Thanks for the infos but I was really bored), I was called to volunteer for they call as "Roll Playing" (which in her means "Professors trying to entertain bored students by calling people who had no idea about being a Security Guard---that would be me"). My usual hobby when I listen to orientation is take notes of mispronuncations and funny quotes said by the speakers. I was still writing the words "Roll Playing" on my notes when a professor asked me to stand up and play the part of the Security Guard.
The Scene: There are straight-faced students visiting a school and they were to ask permission to the bored, annoyed and reluctant guard so they could go in.
"Excuse me, sir," One of the girls said to me while holding the microphone and looking like she just got up from bed,"we are the students from Philippine Normal University and we are here to see the principal."
Times like this I felt like rolling my eyes (it's my mannerism) but I couldn't because hundreds of criticizing eyes were waiting for me to slide, smash and headstand (sounds familiar, eh?!). "Ano po yon?!" I said, in my not-so-used-up manly voice (I've got lots of voices!! That's just one!!)
I heard laughs.
I wasn't doing any stand up comedy because I knew that most guards would say the same once some people try to speak to them in English (unless it's a foreigner--sounds familiar, too, right?!). And the professors agreed to me.
I looked at my classmates, hoping that somebody was going to make me feel better while standing in front of the Auditorium. Almost nobody was looking straight at me--a sign that they were embarassed of me (who wouldn't?!).
The act was played for five minutes and I swear I felt nervous being in front of people. I could've done some cartwheel!! (Hmm... a headstand would still be preferably entertaining--hahaha!!!).
That's when it hit me: This isn't an off-campus orientation!!! It was for me to practice my Security Guard skills once I fail my Off-campus business!!!
I say no-no to that one!! I'm capable of a lot of things so I don't need those child-eating professors telling me to act as some security guard--I'd rather be the Guard Dog so I could BITE THEIR HEADS OFF!!
When they were singing some stupid songs at the end of the orientation, I just went on humming the tune because I already loathed singing the song. And one of the professors (who looked like she was beaten up everytime she teaches in her class) pointed at me and told the other two (old and wrinkled--teacher-stereotype-looking) professors what I was doing. I just gave them some glance and slightly rolled my eyes. I was just doing my part as some Freak who is too wise to follow your stupid and unorganized instructions!!!
Classes start tomorrow. Am I ready to face school again? No. Do I have a choice? NO. Can I make it? I CAN DO ANYTHING---I'VE DONE THE IMPOSSIBLE just as I've played the 'roll' (which here means 'role') of a stupid security guard!!
Last Friday, we had some orientation for our Off-Campus (A.K.A. OJT Teacher Style) and I was unlucky to find the only row with vacant seats was the front. I sat there so that, well, just for fun (I wanted to show the annoying professors in front of me that I'm sleepy if ever they start to bore me---oh, and they did!!!). But in the middle of the annoying and boring and stupid and unorganized orientation (Just an opinion, profs. Thanks for the infos but I was really bored), I was called to volunteer for they call as "Roll Playing" (which in her means "Professors trying to entertain bored students by calling people who had no idea about being a Security Guard---that would be me"). My usual hobby when I listen to orientation is take notes of mispronuncations and funny quotes said by the speakers. I was still writing the words "Roll Playing" on my notes when a professor asked me to stand up and play the part of the Security Guard.
The Scene: There are straight-faced students visiting a school and they were to ask permission to the bored, annoyed and reluctant guard so they could go in.
"Excuse me, sir," One of the girls said to me while holding the microphone and looking like she just got up from bed,"we are the students from Philippine Normal University and we are here to see the principal."
Times like this I felt like rolling my eyes (it's my mannerism) but I couldn't because hundreds of criticizing eyes were waiting for me to slide, smash and headstand (sounds familiar, eh?!). "Ano po yon?!" I said, in my not-so-used-up manly voice (I've got lots of voices!! That's just one!!)
I heard laughs.
I wasn't doing any stand up comedy because I knew that most guards would say the same once some people try to speak to them in English (unless it's a foreigner--sounds familiar, too, right?!). And the professors agreed to me.
I looked at my classmates, hoping that somebody was going to make me feel better while standing in front of the Auditorium. Almost nobody was looking straight at me--a sign that they were embarassed of me (who wouldn't?!).
The act was played for five minutes and I swear I felt nervous being in front of people. I could've done some cartwheel!! (Hmm... a headstand would still be preferably entertaining--hahaha!!!).
That's when it hit me: This isn't an off-campus orientation!!! It was for me to practice my Security Guard skills once I fail my Off-campus business!!!
I say no-no to that one!! I'm capable of a lot of things so I don't need those child-eating professors telling me to act as some security guard--I'd rather be the Guard Dog so I could BITE THEIR HEADS OFF!!
When they were singing some stupid songs at the end of the orientation, I just went on humming the tune because I already loathed singing the song. And one of the professors (who looked like she was beaten up everytime she teaches in her class) pointed at me and told the other two (old and wrinkled--teacher-stereotype-looking) professors what I was doing. I just gave them some glance and slightly rolled my eyes. I was just doing my part as some Freak who is too wise to follow your stupid and unorganized instructions!!!
Classes start tomorrow. Am I ready to face school again? No. Do I have a choice? NO. Can I make it? I CAN DO ANYTHING---I'VE DONE THE IMPOSSIBLE just as I've played the 'roll' (which here means 'role') of a stupid security guard!!
