Narrative Essay On My First Year On Stage Crew

There was a huge chance of something going wrong and leading to injury. The air was stale, but full of sawdust; the temperature seemed to increase as I neared the table saw. It wasn’t that big of a deal, but to have something so powerful, in a sense, in my control seemed too much. My bones began to shake as my clammy hand reached to hold the handle, and at that moment I happened to turn my head to the sign that said, Failure is always an option. It was in that moment, I finally started to believe in myself to do everything I had never even thought I possibly could. Continuing on without hesitation, I pushed the trigger and the chop saw turned on. Lowering the blade down upon the wood, I watched the saw cut into the wood, and in fifteen seconds my first cut was made. I soon realised after my first cut, the point of stage crew was not just to build musical sets, but to learn building skills, and to find courage in yourself to learn something new.
My first year on stage crew, was extremely short. I began to pitch in two weeks before the production was supposed to open to the public. During that time all I did was paint, learn how to …show more content…
At any given day, a stage crew member would touch any tools available, which include a dremel, screwdrivers, impact screwdrivers, chop saws, and circular saws. Each tool had its own nerve-racking sound and practical use. After being guided by the Senior members of stage crew, I overlooked the noise and I became skilled at using each tool. I recall being told failure was always an option, simply because a person can not do something successfully, without knowing how to fail. Soon enough, I completely understood the lingo stage crew members use to build the sets. I comprehended each name for the type of wood, every tool, and how the build process