improvisation

Did an improvisation with the kids yesterday. Asked them to play the prophet. Improvise a scene from their future. Kids being kids you get a range of responses which vary from the melodramatic to the extreme to the poignant. One was killed in an alien invasion. Several were assassinated in the war against terror. One was bored in a big house, watching TV and having affairs with the gardener. Another wanted to be a playwright – tried to dissuade her from foolish instincts. There were no politicians, no footballers and no transvestites. I liked the little kid who’s going to become the first market gardener on the moon. He had a whole scenario: pumpkins, aubergines, string beans, jumping beans, all being harvested in giant greenhouses on the lunar crust.