Step 1
We made an announcement in our school.
Step 2
We held a meeting to introduce the project and discuss the tasks of the students:
* Traditional Tale* Modern Version-essay
* Script
* Performance
* Theatre Company
* Drama Festival
* Project Website
* Using Whatsapp
* Recording Videos
* Documenting All Events,etc...
The list of the students who want to participate in the project:
1. Bartłomiej Prange I e
2. Kinga Hurylska I f
3. Zuzanna Dubas I e
4. Monika Hadryś I e
5. Sandra Jażdżyk I d
6. Dawid Gaj II a
7. Paulina Wlazła I a
8. Sebastian Siwik II f
9. Dominik Drożdżyński II f
10. Aneta Drab II a
11. Joanna Sztuka II a
12. Szymon Mostowy II f
13. Magdalena Biczysko II a
14. Alina Leman II a
15. Angelika Wójciak II a
16. Dominik Nowak I a
17. Eliza Jendrzycka I f
18. Julia Ciborska I c
19. Damian Tomaszczyk II f
Step 3
Questions for the Audition
We asked the students some questions so that we could know our volunteers better.Here are some examples:
* Why would you like to take part in the project?
* Would you like to accomodate a foreign student?Why?
* Would you like to visit another country?Why?
* What about your English?
* Do you like foreign languages?Why?
* Would you mind taking part in meetings with other students from other countries?
* What about your hobbies?
* What do you think about different religions?
* Have you ever taken part in a play?,etc...
Step 4
Audition
The students were asked to prepare role-playing dialogues to
show their skills.
Role plays for
the audition:
1.You see a famous celebrity
2.You got a job as a chef and it is your first day at the
restaurant.
3.A complaint.
4.Telephone conversation.
5.Going to the shop.
6.Argument between neighbours.
7.Booking at the hotel,etc...
Role -plays
evaluation card:
Step 5
The Tale
We chose Polish traditional tale " Świtezianka" by Adam Mickiewicz."The Nymph of Lake Switez"
Who is the lad so comely and young
And who is the maid at his side
Who walk by the Switez blue waters, among
The moonbeams that shine on its
tide?
A basket of raspberries she holds out,
He gives her a wreath for her
hair;
The lad is her lover, beyond a doubt,
And she is his sweetheart fair.
Never a night but at dusk they stand
On the shore by the old larch
tree;
The youth hunts here in the forest land,
But the maiden is strange to
me.
You may ask in vain whence she comes and where
She vanishes: no one knows.
Like the crowfoot's moist bloom on the marsh, she is there -
Like the will-o'-the-wisp, she
goes.
"Beautiful maid whom I love so well,
Wherefore this secrecy?
Where do your father and mother dwell,
By what road do you come to me?
"Summer is over, the leaves grow brown,
And the rains are about to break;
Must I always wait here till you wander down
To the shore of this desolate
lake?
"Will you range through the wood like a heedless roe,
Forever a ghost in the night?
Stay rather with him who will love you so,
With me, O my heart's delight!
"My cottage is near where the woodland trees
Spread their sheltering
branches thick;
There is plenty of milk, there is game when you please,
And the fruit from the boughs
to pick."
"Nay, have done, haughty stripling, my father's tales
Have forewarned me against your
art:
For the voice of a man is the nightingale's,
But the fox's is his heart.
"And I have more fear of your treachery
Than belief in your changing
flame;
And were I to do what you ask of me
Would you always remain the
same?"
Then the youth knelt down and with sand in his palm
He called on the powers of hell
He swore by the moon so holy and calm -
Will he hold to his oath so
well?
"I counsel you, hunter, to keep your oath
And the promise that here you
swore;
For woe to the man who shall break it, both
While he lives and
forevermore."
So saying, she places her wreath on his brow
And, making no longer stay,
She has waved him good-by from afar and now
She is over the field and away.
Vainly the hunter increases his speed
For her fleetness outmatches
his own;
She has vanished as light as the wind on the mead,
He is left on the shore alone.
Alone he returns on the desolate ground
Where the marshlands heave and
quake
And the air is silent - the only sound
When the dry twigs rustle and
break.
He walks by the water with wandering tread,
He searches with wandering
eyes;
On a sudden the winds through the deepwood spread
And the waters seethe and rise.
They rise and they swell and their depths divide-
Oh, phantoms, seen only in
dreams!
On the field of the Switez all silver-dyed
A beautiful maiden gleams!
Her face like the petals of some pale rose
That is sprinkled with morning
dew;
Round her heavenly form her light dress blows
Like a cloud of a misty hue.
"My handsome young stripling," so o'er and o'er
Comes the maiden's tender
croon,
"Oh, why do you walk on the desolate shore
By the light of the shining
moon?
"Why do you grieve for a wanton flirt
Who has cozened you into her
trap,
Who has turned your head and has brought you to hurt
And who laughs at you now,
mayhap?
"Oh, heed my soft words and my gentle glance,
Sigh and be mournful no more,
But come to me here and together we'll dance
On the water's crystal floor.
"You may sleep in the silvery depths at night
On a couch in a mirrored tent
Upon water lilies soft and white,
Amid visions of
ravishment."
Her swan bosom gleams through her drapery,
The hunter's glance modestly
falls
As the maiden draws nearer him over the sea
And "Come to me,
come!" she calls.
Then winging her path on the breeze she sweeps
In a rainbow arch away
And cutting the waves in the watery deeps
She splashes the silver spray.
The youth follows after, then pauses once more,
He would leap yet he still
draws back;
And the damp wave goes rippling away from the shore,
Luring him on in its track.
It lures caressingly over the sand
Till his heart melts away in
his breast,
As when a chaste maid softly presses the hand
Of the youth whom she loves the
best.
No longer he thinks of his own fair maid
And the vow that he swore he
would keep;
By another enchantress his senses are swayed
And he runs to his death in the
deep.
He hastens and gazes, he looks and he hastes,
Till already the land is far;
He is carried away on the lake's broad wastes
Where its midmost waters are.
Now his fingers clasp snowy-cool finger-tips,
His eyes meet a beautiful face,
He presses his lips against rosy lips,
And he circles through dancing
space.
Then a little breeze whistled, a little cloud broke
That had cast its deceiving
shade,
And the youth knows the maid, now unhid by its cloak-
'Tis his love of the woodland
glade!
"Now where is my counsel and where is your oath
And the vow so solemnly swore?
Oh, woe to the man who has broken it, both
While he lives and forevermore!
"Not for you is the silvery whirlpool's cup
Nor the gulfs where the clear
sea lies,
But the harsh earth shall swallow your body up
And the gravel shall put out
your eyes.
"For a thousand years shall your spirit wait
By the side of this witnessing
tree,
And the fires of hell that never abate
Shall burn you
unceasingly."
He hears, and he walks with a wandering tread,
He gazes with wandering eyes;
Then a hurricane out of the deepwood sped
And the waters seethe and rise.
They seethe to their depths and the circling tide
Of the whirlpool snatches them
down
Through its open jaws as the seas divide:
So the youth and the maiden
drown.
And still when the lake waters foam and roar,
And still in the moon's pale
light,
Two shadows come flitting along the shore:
The youth and the maiden
bright.
She plays where the lake glitters sliver and clear,
He groans by the old larch
tree;
The youth hunted game in the forest here,
But the maiden is strange to
me.
Step 6
Actors
After the audition we chose the actor and the actresses for our traditional and modern version of our play.
Here is the list of their names:
Classical version actors:
1. Julia Ciborska - The Girl
2. Dawid Gaj - The Hunter
3. Angelika Wójciak - Branch I, The Nymph
4. Magdalena Biczysko - Branch II
5. Alina Leman - Branch III
6. Aneta Drab - Branch IV
7. Paulina Wlazła - Branch V
Modern version actors:
1. Julia Ciborska - The Girl I
2. Dawid Gaj - The Boy
3. Angelika Wójciak - Girl II
4. Magdalena Biczysko - Girl III
5. Alina Leman - Girl IV
6. Aneta Drab - Girl V
7. Paulina Wlazła - The Supervisor
Step 7
Modern Version
The student who has successfully modernized the tale is Sebastian Siwik and students who were chosen to write the script are;
Julia Ciborska
Dawid Gaj
Angelika Wójciak
Magdalena Biczysko
Angelika Wójciak
Magdalena Biczysko
Alina Leman
Aneta Drab
Paulina Wlazła
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