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7:55 am "I understand." I hang up my smartphone and project myself into the past. My first family was quite small in the sense that apart from my parents, my uncle who is the brother of my father and my grandmother who is also the mother of my father, we did not know anyone else. I have never met the parents, siblings or cousins of my mother. I have often asked myself questions such as; Are they all dead? Did she get angry with everyone? The only thing I know, having learned from my father one day who was still drunk, is that my mother was like me. She was adopted when she was still very young. It could be that her second parents do not wish to have any more contact with her or the reverse may be true too. In this family only one person was reliable. Sometimes when we were little, Emie and I fled our house to take refuge in the house of this person and escape our parents. This person has always been very kind to us, she always welcomed us with a smile and her pleasure to see us was not fake. That one person my sister and I counted so heavily on died last night. My grandmother fell asleep too tired at over ninety years old and I just learned it from Steve. I see myself arriving at my grandmother's house a few months ago without showing my gratitude or my respect and I find myself disgusting. She had always been on our side but like the others I rejected her. Steve will keep me informed of the sequel so that this time, I don't miss the moment she enters her last home.
09:25 am We enter the backyard of High School Takamine. Go througt forward the front could possibly cause some problems, knowing that every day, journalists camp here to see the drama team. The craze for this series does not dry up, the journalists do not get tired either and persist. Going through the backyard, however, poses another problem. The common students, no wanting to cross these men carrying cameras, have for some used to enter by this hijacked path and when the car stops, I go down and it's a pretty bazaar that follows. Fortunately, they are not many and much more enthusiastic than aggressive so after a few words in English and several signatures, I give them a kisses that I send them in the air. I noticed that many Japanese singers did this action which pleased a lot, so I experiment it and the result is most conclusive. Lisa, your charm has no limit. He knows no boundaries and men of all countries love Lisa. Pfff. I finally managed to relax because after this phone call, my state of mind was not very positive.
09:30 am A man from the film crew chats with Terry and invites us to follow him. We enter High School and I'm having fun doing the chaos. In reality chaos is very simple to spill here. When we started down to walk the first corridor, I noticed that the classrooms were glazed. I then clumsily hit one of the windows gently and made a small sign to those who saw me. There followed a monstrous noise and a screaming teacher. I repeated this little game three times, but Terry realizing that something strange was happening, surprised me and here I am now carried by silly man like a potato bag. What a disgrace for Lisa. On the second floor, a pile of material is stored along the walls of the corridor we are borrowing. Here we are, that's what comes to my mind when I see a technician coming out of a classroom carrying a tripod camera. A second technician approaches us, greets us and asks us if it is possible for us to watch the filming from the outside. It seems obvious to me because between the actors, the technicians, the material, we can not take a step in this classroom. Moreover, it would not have occurred to me for a moment respectful to disturb a shoot.
10:05 am In the classroom, the majority of students are having fun, are on their smartphone or doing something else but very few of them are listening to their teacher. A girl with a ponytail sends a paper to girl with duvets, this one opens it and burst out laughing. The teacher ignores this noisy student and continues his lesson without looking up from his book. The girl with the duvets smiles and nods at the one who wears the ponytail, then moves her desk a few inches. In front of her is a young girl with hair falling naturally on her back who seems shy and fragile. She seems to take the course seriously and does not dwell on the ambient noise, nor on all the chatter in the classroom. The girl with quilts grabs the hair of the one who has them on the back and pulls them violently backwards. Wanting to free herself, the girl with the smooth hair, turns on her right but at that moment, the girl with the quilts gives her a big slap and laughs. End of the scene? She put a real slap on her? Terry told me it was realistic but I must say that indeed they play their role to the end.
"Miss Hanckok, come in, please."
As I go along I hear the director talking to technicians while his translator works to make his words clear. I wonder. Is it English? I had already noticed that the English spoke poor English but the Australians have a disgusting English. In my opinion, we should send them some teachers so that they can learn the basics of our language again. The director Brown is a handsome blond man of nearly forty, very tall with beautiful blue eyes. He must have a father or mother who comes from California certainly. "Hi Mister Brown, it's nice to meet you. I would also like to thank you for giving me a chance by offering me this role. "
Mister Brown considers me in full and seems to be in doubt. "Excuse me. I am also delighted Miss Hanckok but I would like to ask you a question because I believe that a detail had escaped me. How much do you measure exactly?"
Strange question. "A little over 5.86 feet. Why is it embarrassing?"
Terry who sees the closed expression on the director's face speaks to him. "Misteur Brown, does Lisa's waist pose a serious problem?"
Mister Brown nods. "I will not hide the truth. A single male actor who plays one of the major roles measures 5.82 feet. The others are smaller and if we take into account the difference with Miss Hanckok, that will pose serious problems. The public will not admit that their heroes are more small as a girl. You understand me? Also, I would like us to find common ground to put an end to this contract."
What the fuck? He had to know that I was not a dwarf this asshole. What to do? Continuing a drama in which the director does not want you would be is ridiculous and if the fallout is bad to the public, it would be all the more stupid. "Terry, cancel the contract and we go back to New York."
Terry sighs. "You do not want to ask for compensation for the expenses incurred, the time you spent learning your role and everything else?"
You know, I have something else in mind today. "It was no time lost and we are not ruined. We are just going to forget this incident, which is entirely due to Mister Brown's lack of reflection and to go home. I go back to the car and I wait for you there. I'm a little tired today."
Why am I so disappointed? It was only a small role and others are proposed to me and yet, I have the impression of having suffered a huge failure. Why?
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7:55 am "I understand." I hang up my smartphone and project myself into the past. My first family was quite small in the sense that apart from my parents, my uncle who is the brother of my father and my grandmother who is also the mother of my father, we did not know anyone else. I have never met the parents, siblings or cousins of my mother. I have often asked myself questions such as; Are they all dead? Did she get angry with everyone? The only thing I know, having learned from my father one day who was still drunk, is that my mother was like me. She was adopted when she was still very young. It could be that her second parents do not wish to have any more contact with her or the reverse may be true too. In this family only one person was reliable. Sometimes when we were little, Emie and I fled our house to take refuge in the house of this person and escape our parents. This person has always been very kind to us, she always welcomed us with a smile and her pleasure to see us was not fake. That one person my sister and I counted so heavily on died last night. My grandmother fell asleep too tired at over ninety years old and I just learned it from Steve. I see myself arriving at my grandmother's house a few months ago without showing my gratitude or my respect and I find myself disgusting. She had always been on our side but like the others I rejected her. Steve will keep me informed of the sequel so that this time, I don't miss the moment she enters her last home.
09:25 am We enter the backyard of High School Takamine. Go througt forward the front could possibly cause some problems, knowing that every day, journalists camp here to see the drama team. The craze for this series does not dry up, the journalists do not get tired either and persist. Going through the backyard, however, poses another problem. The common students, no wanting to cross these men carrying cameras, have for some used to enter by this hijacked path and when the car stops, I go down and it's a pretty bazaar that follows. Fortunately, they are not many and much more enthusiastic than aggressive so after a few words in English and several signatures, I give them a kisses that I send them in the air. I noticed that many Japanese singers did this action which pleased a lot, so I experiment it and the result is most conclusive. Lisa, your charm has no limit. He knows no boundaries and men of all countries love Lisa. Pfff. I finally managed to relax because after this phone call, my state of mind was not very positive.
09:30 am A man from the film crew chats with Terry and invites us to follow him. We enter High School and I'm having fun doing the chaos. In reality chaos is very simple to spill here. When we started down to walk the first corridor, I noticed that the classrooms were glazed. I then clumsily hit one of the windows gently and made a small sign to those who saw me. There followed a monstrous noise and a screaming teacher. I repeated this little game three times, but Terry realizing that something strange was happening, surprised me and here I am now carried by silly man like a potato bag. What a disgrace for Lisa. On the second floor, a pile of material is stored along the walls of the corridor we are borrowing. Here we are, that's what comes to my mind when I see a technician coming out of a classroom carrying a tripod camera. A second technician approaches us, greets us and asks us if it is possible for us to watch the filming from the outside. It seems obvious to me because between the actors, the technicians, the material, we can not take a step in this classroom. Moreover, it would not have occurred to me for a moment respectful to disturb a shoot.
10:05 am In the classroom, the majority of students are having fun, are on their smartphone or doing something else but very few of them are listening to their teacher. A girl with a ponytail sends a paper to girl with duvets, this one opens it and burst out laughing. The teacher ignores this noisy student and continues his lesson without looking up from his book. The girl with the duvets smiles and nods at the one who wears the ponytail, then moves her desk a few inches. In front of her is a young girl with hair falling naturally on her back who seems shy and fragile. She seems to take the course seriously and does not dwell on the ambient noise, nor on all the chatter in the classroom. The girl with quilts grabs the hair of the one who has them on the back and pulls them violently backwards. Wanting to free herself, the girl with the smooth hair, turns on her right but at that moment, the girl with the quilts gives her a big slap and laughs. End of the scene? She put a real slap on her? Terry told me it was realistic but I must say that indeed they play their role to the end.
"Miss Hanckok, come in, please."
As I go along I hear the director talking to technicians while his translator works to make his words clear. I wonder. Is it English? I had already noticed that the English spoke poor English but the Australians have a disgusting English. In my opinion, we should send them some teachers so that they can learn the basics of our language again. The director Brown is a handsome blond man of nearly forty, very tall with beautiful blue eyes. He must have a father or mother who comes from California certainly. "Hi Mister Brown, it's nice to meet you. I would also like to thank you for giving me a chance by offering me this role. "
Mister Brown considers me in full and seems to be in doubt. "Excuse me. I am also delighted Miss Hanckok but I would like to ask you a question because I believe that a detail had escaped me. How much do you measure exactly?"
Strange question. "A little over 5.86 feet. Why is it embarrassing?"
Terry who sees the closed expression on the director's face speaks to him. "Misteur Brown, does Lisa's waist pose a serious problem?"
Mister Brown nods. "I will not hide the truth. A single male actor who plays one of the major roles measures 5.82 feet. The others are smaller and if we take into account the difference with Miss Hanckok, that will pose serious problems. The public will not admit that their heroes are more small as a girl. You understand me? Also, I would like us to find common ground to put an end to this contract."
What the fuck? He had to know that I was not a dwarf this asshole. What to do? Continuing a drama in which the director does not want you would be is ridiculous and if the fallout is bad to the public, it would be all the more stupid. "Terry, cancel the contract and we go back to New York."
Terry sighs. "You do not want to ask for compensation for the expenses incurred, the time you spent learning your role and everything else?"
You know, I have something else in mind today. "It was no time lost and we are not ruined. We are just going to forget this incident, which is entirely due to Mister Brown's lack of reflection and to go home. I go back to the car and I wait for you there. I'm a little tired today."
Why am I so disappointed? It was only a small role and others are proposed to me and yet, I have the impression of having suffered a huge failure. Why?
7:55 am "I understand." I hang up my smartphone and project myself into the past. My first family was quite small in the sense that apart from my parents, my uncle who is the brother of my father and my grandmother who is also the mother of my father, we did not know anyone else. I have never met the parents, siblings or cousins of my mother. I have often asked myself questions such as; Are they all dead? Did she get angry with everyone? The only thing I know, having learned from my father one day who was still drunk, is that my mother was like me. She was adopted when she was still very young. It could be that her second parents do not wish to have any more contact with her or the reverse may be true too. In this family only one person was reliable. Sometimes when we were little, Emie and I fled our house to take refuge in the house of this person and escape our parents. This person has always been very kind to us, she always welcomed us with a smile and her pleasure to see us was not fake. That one person my sister and I counted so heavily on died last night. My grandmother fell asleep too tired at over ninety years old and I just learned it from Steve. I see myself arriving at my grandmother's house a few months ago without showing my gratitude or my respect and I find myself disgusting. She had always been on our side but like the others I rejected her. Steve will keep me informed of the sequel so that this time, I don't miss the moment she enters her last home.09:25 am We enter the backyard of High School Takamine. Go througt forward the front could possibly cause some problems, knowing that every day, journalists camp here to see the drama team. The craze for this series does not dry up, the journalists do not get tired either and persist. Going through the backyard, however, poses another problem. The common students, no wanting to cross these men carrying cameras, have for some used to enter by this hijacked path and when the car stops, I go down and it's a pretty bazaar that follows. Fortunately, they are not many and much more enthusiastic than aggressive so after a few words in English and several signatures, I give them a kisses that I send them in the air. I noticed that many Japanese singers did this action which pleased a lot, so I experiment it and the result is most conclusive. Lisa, your charm has no limit. He knows no boundaries and men of all countries love Lisa. Pfff. I finally managed to relax because after this phone call, my state of mind was not very positive.09:30 am A man from the film crew chats with Terry and invites us to follow him. We enter High School and I'm having fun doing the chaos. In reality chaos is very simple to spill here. When we started down to walk the first corridor, I noticed that the classrooms were glazed. I then clumsily hit one of the windows gently and made a small sign to those who saw me. There followed a monstrous noise and a screaming teacher. I repeated this little game three times, but Terry realizing that something strange was happening, surprised me and here I am now carried by silly man like a potato bag. What a disgrace for Lisa. On the second floor, a pile of material is stored along the walls of the corridor we are borrowing. Here we are, that's what comes to my mind when I see a technician coming out of a classroom carrying a tripod camera. A second technician approaches us, greets us and asks us if it is possible for us to watch the filming from the outside. It seems obvious to me because between the actors, the technicians, the material, we can not take a step in this classroom. Moreover, it would not have occurred to me for a moment respectful to disturb a shoot.10:05 am In the classroom, the majority of students are having fun, are on their smartphone or doing something else but very few of them are listening to their teacher. A girl with a ponytail sends a paper to girl with duvets, this one opens it and burst out laughing. The teacher ignores this noisy student and continues his lesson without looking up from his book. The girl with the duvets smiles and nods at the one who wears the ponytail, then moves her desk a few inches. In front of her is a young girl with hair falling naturally on her back who seems shy and fragile. She seems to take the course seriously and does not dwell on the ambient noise, nor on all the chatter in the classroom. The girl with quilts grabs the hair of the one who has them on the back and pulls them violently backwards. Wanting to free herself, the girl with the smooth hair, turns on her right but at that moment, the girl with the quilts gives her a big slap and laughs. End of the scene? She put a real slap on her? Terry told me it was realistic but I must say that indeed they play their role to the end."Miss Hanckok, come in, please."As I go along I hear the director talking to technicians while his translator works to make his words clear. I wonder. Is it English? I had already noticed that the English spoke poor English but the Australians have a disgusting English. In my opinion, we should send them some teachers so that they can learn the basics of our language again. The director Brown is a handsome blond man of nearly forty, very tall with beautiful blue eyes. He must have a father or mother who comes from California certainly. "Hi Mister Brown, it's nice to meet you. I would also like to thank you for giving me a chance by offering me this role. "Mister Brown considers me in full and seems to be in doubt. "Excuse me. I am also delighted Miss Hanckok but I would like to ask you a question because I believe that a detail had escaped me. How much do you measure exactly?"Strange question. "A little over 5.86 feet. Why is it embarrassing?"Terry who sees the closed expression on the director's face speaks to him. "Misteur Brown, does Lisa's waist pose a serious problem?"Mister Brown nods. "I will not hide the truth. A single male actor who plays one of the major roles measures 5.82 feet. The others are smaller and if we take into account the difference with Miss Hanckok, that will pose serious problems. The public will not admit that their heroes are more small as a girl. You understand me? Also, I would like us to find common ground to put an end to this contract."What the fuck? He had to know that I was not a dwarf this asshole. What to do? Continuing a drama in which the director does not want you would be is ridiculous and if the fallout is bad to the public, it would be all the more stupid. "Terry, cancel the contract and we go back to New York."Terry sighs. "You do not want to ask for compensation for the expenses incurred, the time you spent learning your role and everything else?"You know, I have something else in mind today. "It was no time lost and we are not ruined. We are just going to forget this incident, which is entirely due to Mister Brown's lack of reflection and to go home. I go back to the car and I wait for you there. I'm a little tired today."Why am I so disappointed? It was only a small role and others are proposed to me and yet, I have the impression of having suffered a huge failure. Why?
