AIDA - the lasting love story by Haema
As I stared ahead all I saw was the deep blue background with the glimmering gold symbol of Aida staring straight back at me. My stomach did one flip as the screen was lifted, my heart beat started to speed up, it was time for the show to begin. I knew for the next two and a half hours I would forget the world around me and be part of the show Aida.
Having never heard about the Broadway show Aida before, I had no expectations or presumptions. However, even if I did have any expectations I’m sure all of them would have been completely exceeded. From beginning to end, the performance was excellent. As the show began I was immediately entranced with the opening scene in the Museum. The sign that said “Namibia, the new Egypt” made me initially smile. Just as I finished absorbing the whole stage’s ambience and appearance, my ears were filled with the sounds of Amneris’ (Leah Aller’s) booming voice.
As the performance continued I was afraid to blink in fear of missing a moment. Even though every now and then I would loose attention or get slightly bored, I was usually brought back to the show right away. In fact, I engulfed myself with the characters of the show more as they matured. My respect for the character Aida (Marja Harmon) grew more and more as the show proceeded. I fell in love with her feminism, courage, and strength, not to mention her voice. And, of course, I was intrigued with her relationship with the ever so handsome Radames (Casey Elliot). As my ears were being entertained by the upbeat and modern music, my eyes were amused with the delicate, but aggressive dancers. Before the show began, I had read their bios and by seeing them on the stage I could clearly see how their training made them to be such amazing, graceful dancers. It just provoked me to become a better dancer, and maybe, one day, make it to a touring show like these astonishing men and women.
When intermission hit my impatience grew at an amazing rate, until I was finally appeased with the show beginning again. Once again, I escaped the real world and experienced the pain and anguish the characters were suffering. When the stage finally arrived to its initial state, the position that it introduced itself to me, I knew the end had come. The final note was sung by Amneris, and the screen had fallen. The cast came out by groups then by individuals, as the group size of the cast coming out dwindled down the sound from the standing audience escalated. Together the cast gave a bow and the audience, including me, commended and thanked them for their marvelous performance.
The love story of Aida had come to an end. The past two and a half hours had been nothing short of awe-inspiring. As my heart pace returned to a normal speed, I looked ahead. Once again, I saw the deep blue screen with the glimmering gold symbol of Aida. This may be the last time I see this screen, but something I know for certain is that I wouldn’t mind seeing it again.
Having never heard about the Broadway show Aida before, I had no expectations or presumptions. However, even if I did have any expectations I’m sure all of them would have been completely exceeded. From beginning to end, the performance was excellent. As the show began I was immediately entranced with the opening scene in the Museum. The sign that said “Namibia, the new Egypt” made me initially smile. Just as I finished absorbing the whole stage’s ambience and appearance, my ears were filled with the sounds of Amneris’ (Leah Aller’s) booming voice.
As the performance continued I was afraid to blink in fear of missing a moment. Even though every now and then I would loose attention or get slightly bored, I was usually brought back to the show right away. In fact, I engulfed myself with the characters of the show more as they matured. My respect for the character Aida (Marja Harmon) grew more and more as the show proceeded. I fell in love with her feminism, courage, and strength, not to mention her voice. And, of course, I was intrigued with her relationship with the ever so handsome Radames (Casey Elliot). As my ears were being entertained by the upbeat and modern music, my eyes were amused with the delicate, but aggressive dancers. Before the show began, I had read their bios and by seeing them on the stage I could clearly see how their training made them to be such amazing, graceful dancers. It just provoked me to become a better dancer, and maybe, one day, make it to a touring show like these astonishing men and women.
When intermission hit my impatience grew at an amazing rate, until I was finally appeased with the show beginning again. Once again, I escaped the real world and experienced the pain and anguish the characters were suffering. When the stage finally arrived to its initial state, the position that it introduced itself to me, I knew the end had come. The final note was sung by Amneris, and the screen had fallen. The cast came out by groups then by individuals, as the group size of the cast coming out dwindled down the sound from the standing audience escalated. Together the cast gave a bow and the audience, including me, commended and thanked them for their marvelous performance.
The love story of Aida had come to an end. The past two and a half hours had been nothing short of awe-inspiring. As my heart pace returned to a normal speed, I looked ahead. Once again, I saw the deep blue screen with the glimmering gold symbol of Aida. This may be the last time I see this screen, but something I know for certain is that I wouldn’t mind seeing it again.
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