Float Away
This is probably one of the more interesting games we have played. Float away was actually a very... weird and out of body experience. We were all lying down with eyes closed, listening to Mr Mouck’s voice and steps as he guided us away from Earth and into our favorite place and back again. Basically, Mr. Mouck started off by telling us how we were warm, enveloped in honey, and that we were slowly flying away. We were soon flying far above Earth, and slowly fell back down to a place with great significance to us. We had to pick up an object of equal significance once arrived, and observe our surroundings. Finally, we had to smell the place, and slowly drift back towards the classroom, peering at ourselves through the ceiling and reconnect with our body. Since everything we were seeing was actually happening in our head, the purpose of the game was to help us imagine, and believe things are there when they are not. This is useful for future use during acting: if you don't believe something is there, neither will your audience.
Needless to say, my experience was very interesting. It was almost as if I was really doing what Mr. Mouck was explaining: I was slowly getting warmer, I could smell and taste the honey enveloping me and trickling onto my forehead. I slowly felt as if I was progressively disconnecting with my body, floating away, looking at my physical self getting smaller below me. I was soon turning around the globe, and I let my mind pick my significant place. It was a small chalet in Switzerland in the mountains, isolated from noise, lights and the frantic life. Berry picking was the coolest and tastiest thing to do there, apart from staring at the beautiful, distant lake below. I was in one of the rooms of the house, and I did not pick up an object, I held the hand of a significant other. The interesting part is that at this point, I had forgotten I was actually lying down in my English classroom. Everything seemed real, and I was so happy. The place smelled of fresh wood, and I did not want to leave. Sur enough, I drifted away, keeping these resurrected memories with me. When I could see us in the classroom from above, I must say we looked stupid, our mouths slightly open, dead looking. I drifted back into my physical self, and felt a sudden ‘click’. I was back.
This is probably one of the more interesting games we have played. Float away was actually a very... weird and out of body experience. We were all lying down with eyes closed, listening to Mr Mouck’s voice and steps as he guided us away from Earth and into our favorite place and back again. Basically, Mr. Mouck started off by telling us how we were warm, enveloped in honey, and that we were slowly flying away. We were soon flying far above Earth, and slowly fell back down to a place with great significance to us. We had to pick up an object of equal significance once arrived, and observe our surroundings. Finally, we had to smell the place, and slowly drift back towards the classroom, peering at ourselves through the ceiling and reconnect with our body. Since everything we were seeing was actually happening in our head, the purpose of the game was to help us imagine, and believe things are there when they are not. This is useful for future use during acting: if you don't believe something is there, neither will your audience.
Needless to say, my experience was very interesting. It was almost as if I was really doing what Mr. Mouck was explaining: I was slowly getting warmer, I could smell and taste the honey enveloping me and trickling onto my forehead. I slowly felt as if I was progressively disconnecting with my body, floating away, looking at my physical self getting smaller below me. I was soon turning around the globe, and I let my mind pick my significant place. It was a small chalet in Switzerland in the mountains, isolated from noise, lights and the frantic life. Berry picking was the coolest and tastiest thing to do there, apart from staring at the beautiful, distant lake below. I was in one of the rooms of the house, and I did not pick up an object, I held the hand of a significant other. The interesting part is that at this point, I had forgotten I was actually lying down in my English classroom. Everything seemed real, and I was so happy. The place smelled of fresh wood, and I did not want to leave. Sur enough, I drifted away, keeping these resurrected memories with me. When I could see us in the classroom from above, I must say we looked stupid, our mouths slightly open, dead looking. I drifted back into my physical self, and felt a sudden ‘click’. I was back.
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