mAY 10TH STAKE BATTLE OF THE BANDS ....... .... ............ ...... .............. ..... ... ....... ................... .................. ........ ............... ........ the km verity show on may 7th and 8th In the space below, please write a statement concerning your goals in Music, Dance, Theatre.* Also please send a recent head shot or photograph of yourself with your name clearly marked and visible to: MDT Faculty Committe, Brigham Young University, 22 KMB, Provo, UT 84602-4498. *You may also send your statement with your head shot if you do not wish to submit it right now. There are two types of people in this world. Those who live, breath, eat sleep, and plan to devote their entire life’s to theater, kind of people, and those who don’t. Some say they are willing to work hard, but I say there is no willing about it. Theater is competitive. If you are “willing” to work you might as well go home. You’ve got to love your work. Acting is my life. Every time I rehuse a role or practice for an addition I am entirely consumed with my project. When I’m a play it’s all I think about, talk about and even dream about. I’m always looking for new ways to amaze the aduance. The rage of characters I have played over the years is quite large. Whether I am playing an aggressive Irish or the sweet and sensitive soul, or even a street-smart savvy singer, I always play out 110 percent. I am a fast learner and with Brigham Young’s excellent Theater Program I know I will fit right in. I do have standards, not only does BYU have an amazing theatre program it also understands those standards. I am looking forward to learning about good, clean theatre. I hope to learn the ins and outs of the business. I know with Brigham young’s musical dance theater major I can turn my potential as an actor into talent. With all that Brigham Young has to offer, I know I will be successful. Let me tell you what my idea of success is. The word “successful” to me is four years after I have graduated with my MDT doing clean theater. Using my perfected talent by entertain and educate the world about good theater. I anticipate being involved in touring group. I want to experience theater all over world. after touring I will most like focuses. on I would not be working hard for fame and fortune. I have no intention of going to BYU for a year and then running off to the theater world. “I could not belive my eyes” said peter froll. Peter and a few of hios friend had decited to seek out spirits. Peter said that he was not a spritual person. He didn’t belive in goust until that night. youse to belive since could explain any sort of situation.” Ali mouhn, Sara lattion, Jack wells and Petter froll were left jacks house at about 8:30 on noveber 12. the sky was a bit over cast and the night air was cold and damp. the for kids were hopeing for a good time and a little sare. They enter the grave yard and parked their car so the head light pointed twared the grave yard. They could see the light trickaling throu the stones. they were going visite the grave of that was rommered to be hunted. Petter had heard so strange storis about his uncul. “As we were walking deeper into the grave yard I felt something.” Petter trying to act tuff decited they he would prove how unafraid he was. He went wondering of into the grave yard say he wonted to see something. Jack was bussi trying to wake the sprit of the hunted gravestone with little suses. “ I lit one of my moms sented candles and decited to sing the goudt dark side of the moon by pick floyed. “I was waching peter,” said Sara “he was trying to show off again. He wander ocer to a large flat grave stone. The light from the head lights were shining on him and the stone. Suddenly I saw petter flicnch. His eyes opened wide then he started shaking, then he screamed.” Peter ran from the stone twared his car. He jumped in and started the egin. He yelled for his friends to get in his car now or he would leave them behined. “Suddenly we heard a crash of thunder and a down pour of rain came flooding over the car.” Peter turned on the wiper and tried to start his car. He say that for some reson it started but would not move. I was the frist one to notice it. The gate is closing. Jack looked at his wach I was nine oclock on the dote. The rain and wind were blowing harded and harder. Suddenly the driver side wind shealed blew off. We have to get out of here sara yelled. She was crying. We drove sraigt for the gate. Peter hit the side of the gate. Were not going to make I out. Sara clasp her hand to gether. She started prating dear God in heven she said. Befor she could finish the word heven the car started and the rain seamed to have subsided. The car was silent until we got to the gas station. I asked petter what had happened in their. “ I was looking at the stone trying to read the name and caulculat how log this person had lived. The grave looked very old. But the person had only died about two years ago. But then as I was looking at the stone the light cut out. It flicker as if someone was walking in front head