Let's be creative today. You are having lunch with Shakespeare. What do you talk about with him? Where do you take him for lunch? Are you going to give him any ideas for a new play or a sonnet?
I met a guy named Shakespeare the other day. He seemed like an interesting fellow so I asked him if he would like to have lunch with me. We ate out at a nice little cafe and I got a bowl of tomato soup and some delicious bread. The guy was a little weird and when he started speaking funny, using "thou, and doth" in his speech, I figured he wasn't from around here. I asked him what he did for a living and he said he was a playwright. I got excited and told him he should write a play about a yellow sponge who lives in a pineapple under the sea...He got very offended that I "suggested such a foul idea" and he stormed off. Fortunately he forgot his wallet so I paid for my lunch with his money, then turned the rest over to the police.
I was walking down the street one day when I met a man named Shakespeare. We went out to lunch at a nice outdoor cafe. I ordered a sandwich and he ordered a salad. We started talking about what he did for a living and when he said he was a playwright, I asked him if he was THE William Shakespeare. He said he was and I asked him what he thought of all of the accusations of him not being the man who wrote the famous sonnets and what not. He couldn't believe his ears! I told him that I believed he was and he thanked me. He had to run, so he payed for lunch and we both went our seperate ways.
There have been rumors that Shakespeare is a fraud, so I called him up and met him for lunch. We went to a small cafe and split a giant cookie. I asked him all about the rumors and he insisted that he is not a fraud. He's my friend, so I believed him. We chatted about life, and ended it all with hug. A few weeks later in the news Shakespear was persecuted for fraud, and I never saw my friend William Shakespeare again.
Right now if William Shakespeare was sitting with me I would ask him to write my sonnet for me:) Other than that I don't know what I'd ask him. I probably talk about duty and what he thought of the technology that we have now compared to his day.
If I had lunch with Shakespeare, he would fall in love with me. What's there not to love?! JK. But I think I would melt with all his romantic words. I don't understand anything he writes, but it SOUNDS romantic. :D
I agree with Aaron, that I would ask him to write my sonnet. That's a good idea.
Anyway I wouldn't be able to give him any ideas for a play or anything. Although I would be very fond i fhe write something lovely about me. HAHAHAHA.
I'd agree with Aaron, too. He is an expert at writing so he would get me an A+. We would probably go to a nice sit down restaurant, like Olive Garden. We would discuss what he is working on and how he likes the technology that we have now. How his life would be if he lived in this time periods instead of in the Rennisance.
If I were to have lunch with Shakespeare, I'd ask to write my sonnet also. (: He's the king at that. I don't think I could give him any ideas because I'm not a romantic reading type of person...
Well since he died before he could go to a pizza buffet i'm going to take him top Cece so he can enjoy our cultures favorite food. Then i'd introduse him to musicals such as wicked and phantom of the opers. He is a classy guy so i think he'd enjoy them. I don't think i'd encourage him to write anything more because i still have a hard time understanding his old stuff so i think it best his work stay the way it is. :D
Once upon a time there was a great bard named Shakespeare. I met him at a gas station one day. He didn't know how to fill his tank, and I could not help him because I didn't know myself. So we sat down near the gas pump and he began reciting from his famous plays. He talked and talked to the wee hours of the morning. I did not fall asleep, but he did. So I picked him up and dragged him to the nearest automobile and hot wired it on the spot. I took him to the garden of Eden and set him under a pear tree so that when he woke up he would not go hungry. Then I went home and found some wet cement and made a handprint in it and dated it so that I would remember this day forever.
On a cold winter night in December, I ran into William Shakespeare. He was looking at some books. I had always wondered why he wrote the way he wrote, so I asked him if he would like to go get a cup of coffee or hot chocolate with me. As we sat and drank our cocoa, I asked him why he wrote the way he wrote and what inspired him to write Romeo and Juliet, Macbeth and all the other poems he had written. We sat in a nice cafe by a fire place, drinking our cocoa and discussed everything. He also answered my questions. I still don't understand why he does write that way though. I probably don’t understand because he talked the same way. haha :) What a waste of an hour with him. BUT he did give me some ideas to help me write my sonnet :) What a nice guy!
At first, I was not very attracted to the personality of Mr. Shakespeare. He seemed a bit stuffy and I wasn't drawn into his personality.Nevertheless, I took him out to a diner at the corner of Oak and Gabbey. He ordered a turkey on a leg, while I, a turkey full breast. He and I discussed the weather and such as he could clearly see that I was not interested nor impressed by his anglican terms. Regardless of my likes and dislikes, Shakey (nickname basis now)was a very cool guy.
I invite William Shakespeare to a wonderful lunch at Olive Garden. We are both in the mood for a delicious Italian meal with unlimited bread sticks. I suggest to him many salads and soups to try, so we order all of them since they are all so good. After we have had our fill we go to a coffee shop. It is raining so it is colder out and the shop has the perfect atmosphere inside. We talk for many hours about our lives and what we hope to accomplish. He reads many of his works, which sound great and so very professorial. I read him a few of my poems I have written myself. He says they are very good and gives me very good advice on the topics and how to make them very moving. I suggest to him an epic play that he should write and that my friends and I would love to star in it if that was alright with him. He is considering it, so we may begin creating it in the near future. We had some delicious treats, then preformed a small play for the others at the coffee shop and then headed out in search of more to entertain and spread our poetry to on the lovely November evening.
Shakespeare at first, I thought, was some random hobo walking down the highway. I was just cruising down the highway, heading for Eau Claire, when I spotted this guy walking around with really old, decent clothes on. As I drove closer and closer, I noticed that he had a piece of paper and pen at hand. It was a little strange, so I decided to pull over to see who this guy was. And, by the time I had stopped, I realized who the man was. It was no one other than William Shakespeare himself!
He was a little hesitant at first to jumping in my car, but I managed to get him to sit in the passenger seat and buckle up. I had suggested stopping somewhere to get him different clothes, but he refused. So we went to Old Country Buffet to eat since I really didn’t know what all he would eat. Shakespeare really was an odd character, and he kept his choice of food really simple, though he did seem to enjoy devouring all those French fries, and didn’t say much at all. That was until we got on the subject of his work.
It had been a lively conversation. I asked him many questions regarding his work, and how he had managed to write so many plays and sonnets (he didn’t really have much to say about that). At times it was a little difficult to understand him, but I got the gist of what his responses were. Near the end of our time together, I thought about giving him a few tips for something he could write next, but I decided not to. He seemed pretty preoccupied writing a ton of gibberish on that paper of his while he ate. Then the employees at Old Country Buffet kicked us out and we went our separate ways.
If I had to meet with Shakespeare I would probably clear up this whole controversy about his authorship. Other than that I don't think I would understand a word he would say, so it would be hard to get to know him. I don't know where I would take Will, he would probably be overwhelmed by the way things are today.
I agree with Liz. If I met Shakespeare, I would try to figure this whole thing out right away. I have to get an opinion for this paper and what would be a better source than the man himself. It would certainly be interesting to see what he looked like, how he talked and all those types of things. I'd imagine he'd be quite different than the average american because of when and where he lived. But I really wouldn't care where we went to eat as long as it is halfway nice. And because hes fairly famous, we'd be able to eat for free. I most likely would not be able to give him any ideas for sonnets or plays since I had a hard enough time writing just one for class.
If I had the chance to eat lunch with William Shakspeare I would ask him what drove him to write the way he did? Did it have anything to do with how his life went? I think it would be very interesting because to me from what I have read about the man I do not think we would have very much in common, but you never know until you meet and talk to that person. I would wing it thats what I would do!
I met a guy named Shakespeare the other day. He seemed like an interesting fellow so I asked him if he would like to have lunch with me. We ate out at a nice little cafe and I got a bowl of tomato soup and some delicious bread. The guy was a little weird and when he started speaking funny, using "thou, and doth" in his speech, I figured he wasn't from around here. I asked him what he did for a living and he said he was a playwright. I got excited and told him he should write a play about a yellow sponge who lives in a pineapple under the sea...He got very offended that I "suggested such a foul idea" and he stormed off. Fortunately he forgot his wallet so I paid for my lunch with his money, then turned the rest over to the police.
ReplyDeleteI was walking down the street one day when I met a man named Shakespeare. We went out to lunch at a nice outdoor cafe. I ordered a sandwich and he ordered a salad. We started talking about what he did for a living and when he said he was a playwright, I asked him if he was THE William Shakespeare. He said he was and I asked him what he thought of all of the accusations of him not being the man who wrote the famous sonnets and what not. He couldn't believe his ears! I told him that I believed he was and he thanked me. He had to run, so he payed for lunch and we both went our seperate ways.
ReplyDeleteThere have been rumors that Shakespeare is a fraud, so I called him up and met him for lunch. We went to a small cafe and split a giant cookie. I asked him all about the rumors and he insisted that he is not a fraud. He's my friend, so I believed him. We chatted about life, and ended it all with hug. A few weeks later in the news Shakespear was persecuted for fraud, and I never saw my friend William Shakespeare again.
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Right now if William Shakespeare was sitting with me I would ask him to write my sonnet for me:) Other than that I don't know what I'd ask him. I probably talk about duty and what he thought of the technology that we have now compared to his day.
ReplyDeleteIf I had lunch with Shakespeare, he would fall in love with me. What's there not to love?! JK. But I think I would melt with all his romantic words. I don't understand anything he writes, but it SOUNDS romantic. :D
ReplyDeleteI agree with Aaron, that I would ask him to write my sonnet. That's a good idea.
Anyway I wouldn't be able to give him any ideas for a play or anything. Although I would be very fond i fhe write something lovely about me. HAHAHAHA.
I'd agree with Aaron, too. He is an expert at writing so he would get me an A+.
ReplyDeleteWe would probably go to a nice sit down restaurant, like Olive Garden. We would discuss what he is working on and how he likes the technology that we have now. How his life would be if he lived in this time periods instead of in the Rennisance.
If I were to have lunch with Shakespeare, I'd ask to write my sonnet also. (: He's the king at that. I don't think I could give him any ideas because I'm not a romantic reading type of person...
ReplyDeleteWell since he died before he could go to a pizza buffet i'm going to take him top Cece so he can enjoy our cultures favorite food. Then i'd introduse him to musicals such as wicked and phantom of the opers. He is a classy guy so i think he'd enjoy them. I don't think i'd encourage him to write anything more because i still have a hard time understanding his old stuff so i think it best his work stay the way it is. :D
ReplyDeleteOnce upon a time there was a great bard named Shakespeare. I met him at a gas station one day. He didn't know how to fill his tank, and I could not help him because I didn't know myself. So we sat down near the gas pump and he began reciting from his famous plays. He talked and talked to the wee hours of the morning. I did not fall asleep, but he did. So I picked him up and dragged him to the nearest automobile and hot wired it on the spot. I took him to the garden of Eden and set him under a pear tree so that when he woke up he would not go hungry. Then I went home and found some wet cement and made a handprint in it and dated it so that I would remember this day forever.
ReplyDeleteOn a cold winter night in December, I ran into William Shakespeare. He was looking at some books. I had always wondered why he wrote the way he wrote, so I asked him if he would like to go get a cup of coffee or hot chocolate with me. As we sat and drank our cocoa, I asked him why he wrote the way he wrote and what inspired him to write Romeo and Juliet, Macbeth and all the other poems he had written. We sat in a nice cafe by a fire place, drinking our cocoa and discussed everything. He also answered my questions. I still don't understand why he does write that way though. I probably don’t understand because he talked the same way. haha :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a waste of an hour with him. BUT he did give me some ideas to help me write my sonnet :)
What a nice guy!
At first, I was not very attracted to the personality of Mr. Shakespeare. He seemed a bit stuffy and I wasn't drawn into his personality.Nevertheless, I took him out to a diner at the corner of Oak and Gabbey. He ordered a turkey on a leg, while I, a turkey full breast. He and I discussed the weather and such as he could clearly see that I was not interested nor impressed by his anglican terms. Regardless of my likes and dislikes, Shakey (nickname basis now)was a very cool guy.
ReplyDeleteI invite William Shakespeare to a wonderful lunch at Olive Garden. We are both in the mood for a delicious Italian meal with unlimited bread sticks. I suggest to him many salads and soups to try, so we order all of them since they are all so good. After we have had our fill we go to a coffee shop. It is raining so it is colder out and the shop has the perfect atmosphere inside. We talk for many hours about our lives and what we hope to accomplish. He reads many of his works, which sound great and so very professorial. I read him a few of my poems I have written myself. He says they are very good and gives me very good advice on the topics and how to make them very moving. I suggest to him an epic play that he should write and that my friends and I would love to star in it if that was alright with him. He is considering it, so we may begin creating it in the near future. We had some delicious treats, then preformed a small play for the others at the coffee shop and then headed out in search of more to entertain and spread our poetry to on the lovely November evening.
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Shakespeare at first, I thought, was some random hobo walking down the highway. I was just cruising down the highway, heading for Eau Claire, when I spotted this guy walking around with really old, decent clothes on. As I drove closer and closer, I noticed that he had a piece of paper and pen at hand. It was a little strange, so I decided to pull over to see who this guy was. And, by the time I had stopped, I realized who the man was. It was no one other than William Shakespeare himself!
ReplyDeleteHe was a little hesitant at first to jumping in my car, but I managed to get him to sit in the passenger seat and buckle up. I had suggested stopping somewhere to get him different clothes, but he refused. So we went to Old Country Buffet to eat since I really didn’t know what all he would eat. Shakespeare really was an odd character, and he kept his choice of food really simple, though he did seem to enjoy devouring all those French fries, and didn’t say much at all. That was until we got on the subject of his work.
It had been a lively conversation. I asked him many questions regarding his work, and how he had managed to write so many plays and sonnets (he didn’t really have much to say about that). At times it was a little difficult to understand him, but I got the gist of what his responses were. Near the end of our time together, I thought about giving him a few tips for something he could write next, but I decided not to. He seemed pretty preoccupied writing a ton of gibberish on that paper of his while he ate. Then the employees at Old Country Buffet kicked us out and we went our separate ways.
The End.
If I had to meet with Shakespeare I would probably clear up this whole controversy about his authorship. Other than that I don't think I would understand a word he would say, so it would be hard to get to know him. I don't know where I would take Will, he would probably be overwhelmed by the way things are today.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Liz. If I met Shakespeare, I would try to figure this whole thing out right away. I have to get an opinion for this paper and what would be a better source than the man himself. It would certainly be interesting to see what he looked like, how he talked and all those types of things. I'd imagine he'd be quite different than the average american because of when and where he lived. But I really wouldn't care where we went to eat as long as it is halfway nice. And because hes fairly famous, we'd be able to eat for free. I most likely would not be able to give him any ideas for sonnets or plays since I had a hard enough time writing just one for class.
ReplyDeleteIf I had the chance to eat lunch with William Shakspeare I would ask him what drove him to write the way he did? Did it have anything to do with how his life went? I think it would be very interesting because to me from what I have read about the man I do not think we would have very much in common, but you never know until you meet and talk to that person. I would wing it thats what I would do!
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