“Ready, set, action!” Standing on the sidewalk of my middle school, I was directing my first movie, unprofessionally but fearlessly. I barely had any rest the night before since I had panicked terribly about my whimsical project. The idea of making a movie had been as perfect as a fairy tale until I decided to turn it into reality. “Ok, what we shot today was completely behind the schedule, and we have to revise Wang’s lines and redo those two scenes. “ I flipped through the script on my hands, “Yep, and I just confirm that there are four scenes left, and…” I glanced at my phone, “24 hours, we only have 24 hours left.” I stared at my assistant directors hoping they were aware of the urgent problem here. “We know…24 hours.” They whispered simultaneously …show more content…
After stepping in to the house, they immediately fetched out their scripts and started to scrutinize the lines on the balcony. Meanwhile, I began to contemplate and write down all the details about next day’s shooting. “Last day, four scenes.” I was pacing and muttering to myself in the living room. There was a battle happening in my brain, with scarce supplies, amateurish militia, and extremely limited amount of time, I’m compelled to think of a military tactic. My nerves became entangled in my brain, as I was meticulously thinking about the layout, further and …show more content…
Nothing! Why did I do this to myself? Forcing myself into pain and struggle!” I cried out, all the pressure was out of restraint. “I’m giving up…” All of a sudden, motion froze, it seemed like I was struck by something. A grin popped up on my face when I saw the tripods and cameras that are in the corner of the room. In the past few weeks, I had been brazenly asking around in the city for someone who would lend a camera to a fourteen-year-old “director”. People zealously proved to me that they would back me up as long as I had the passion. “We’ll stay! We are always here for you.” My hard working directors patted my shoulders and said firmly. I smiled. With the trust from strangers, supports from friends and the extraordinary passion that I had, there wasn’t a reason for me to quit. I took a deep breath and asked, “What’s the next line?” The sky was studded with twinkling stars. Three middle school students worked as if they were experts. Sun rose the next morning, and we were on set with final day scripts and