Passaparola – Pass Those Words Along

As I entered the office, I turned and said: “Bongiorno Graziella – il tuo vestito blu è magnifico.” “Luigi – che fa?”

Vittoria, our morning mom looked around and then at me like I was – well – justifiably insane. There wasn’t a sole in my little office under the stairs. Well, cripes, I was dressed, made up and going to work. Can’t I talk to my pretend co-workers? Is that so strange. I figure it is better than talking to myself.

Jack, walked down the stairs and raised an eyebrow – talking to yourself again?

Not wanting them to stare boldly at me anymore, I picked up my iPad and headed down to the piazza. There, I could talk to myself and it is ok. I’m the bizarre American lady – it is expected.

Writers write – isn’t that talking to yourself and hoping that someone answers? Or better still that someone takes those words and passes them to others via a production. Passaparola means passing something along – word of mouth. Doesn’t that imply the sharing of tales and passing them down mouth by mouth? As I sit in Piazza Roma, I realized I had the perfect tale of passing stories on. The play I wrote, Many Snows Ago, is based on the very short tales of the Lenape and other Eastern Woodland indigenous people who shared their history, philosophy and humor verbally. During winter months, a storyteller would gather everyone around and bring those tales to life. Passaparola!

This past spring, a group of incredible teenagers passed the words found in Many Snows Ago around. . Actually, they questioned and understood more about my words than I did. Thanks to the forever creative Janet Cantore Watson, my play, Many Snows Ago, was used for a New Jersey Skills USA Stagecraft Design Competition. NJ Skills USA is part of the Vocational, Technical and Industrial Schools program.

Teams of four students, dressed in backstage black arrived at the state-wide Skills USA competition held at Somerset County Vocational Technical High School. These were creative whipper smart Vocational Technical High School kids. Each team included at least one Theater Arts student to draft the Stage Management book. Three other team members were students from supporting vocational programs (i.e. Carpentry, Electrician, Cosmetology, Performing Arts…)

Each team got a copy of Many Snows Ago and had three hours to read it, design it and make a short video pitching their visions. Three of the following areas had to be created – Set Design/Construction, Costume Design/Construction, Theatrical Lighting Design, Stage Make-Up Design, and/or Theatrical Sound Design. The theater arts student was responsible for notating all cues and stage direction in the Stage Manager’s binder copy of the script. THREE HOURS to accomplish all of that!

The Winning Team produced an unbelievable production proposal. It was so good, I wished their school would produce the play using their ideas. What school? Only the award winning Monmouth County Vocational School District’s Communications High School located in Wall, NJ. Actually, I wish any school would use their ideas and create this nuanced vision of the script. Kudos to Shawn Ribeiro, Sophia Vigliotti, Ava Tohy and Juliet Hernandez. Janet snapped a photo of me with the talented winning young women. (I’m the smushed face FaceTiming in on the phone.)

Their video pitch started with an overview of their perspective on the themes and through lines. WOWZA! When I write, I just tell the story. These teens mined for ideas found deep in each tale. Our roots, ie heritage, transcend the passage of time and connect us to those who came before us and will come after us. The design through lines included roots, clocks, and Lenape iconic clothing interspersed with hints of the 1600’s to modern wear.

I was blown away by the costume designs. The principal character is the Storyteller who shares each of the individual tales in story theater manner with the ensemble. What follows is what the designer explained. Note the skirt made of torn up pages of books that represented the interconnections of the stories as they were passed down. The belt is classic Lenape. The greenery in the hair represent the roots of the tales. Can I say WOWZA again.

One of the secondary themes the group explained was the intertwining of greed and imperialism. They noted that greed is still very present today. Hence, the garb of the European explorers juxtaposed contemporary suits, bling and a fur cape. The make up was a touch of Regency – powdered wig and white powder. Another WOWZA.

The circular set had a tree with exposed roots in the center. This was the position of the Storyteller. A clock face, symbolizing the passage of time was embedded. They noted the clock would chime between scenes. OMG, I want these kids to produce this play. Monmouth County Vocational School’s Communications High Schools rocks it!

Now another generation has learned from the EasternWoodland Indians and they too can pass those tales – words- on. Passaparola!

So what does this have to do with Nonna’s Mulberry Tree and a woman spending her third act in a small Italian village? Everything. That play, even though it had been presented numerous times, got its publication chops right here in this piazza. Where I could revise, talk out loud, look deranged and with the spirit of my nonna beside me send it off to a publisher. Next Stage Press now has the work and it is available for purchase just to read and/or licensing. (Yes, that was a blatant pitch.)

Ci vediamo!

Midge

La Befana and Me

Every year, the night before Epiphany, La Befana on her souped up broom soars across the winter sky. Which means, every January 5th Italian children across the world hang a stocking, cross their fingers that they’ve been good enough and go to bed keeping one eye open looking for the old woman on a broom who also has a “naughty or nice” list. Nice means candies and gifts are squirreled away in the stocking. Bad – carbone – black coal good only for tossing at the cat – sits there staring at the offender. Snappily dressed in a ratty shawl, babushka, stripped sox and long skirt, the nonnina (tiny nonna) arrives on the Festa dell’Epifania eve. Epiphany is a celebration of the Three Kings visiting the newborn Christ child.

Growing up in Somerset County New Jersey, when there were more horses than houses, I wasn’t surrounded by a neighborhood of Italians. My grandparents loved me, loved their subsistence farm and barely mentioned Italian traditions. I was probably in my fifties when I stumbled upon a magical book in a Morcone bookstore. The grinning, shabbily dressed old woman riding the broom and sporting a huge smile reached into my heart. I bought the book – it was written for six year olds so I could almost follow the Italian – and I became obsessed with La Befana. So obsessed that after midnight one January 6th, determined to see her zoom into our Flagtown farmhouse, I pried my eyelids open with toothpicks.  My SLR camera was ready. Snap! I nailed her. Well not exactly – but this shadow tells the story! 

I guess people on the “nice list” didn’t try to catch La Befana in the act. Not only was there no candy in my stocking, but not even a hunk of coal. I discovered, just a piece of straw from her broom taunting me from my empty scotch glass. That piece of straw reminded me that some mysteries and traditions are best just accepted. Not only accepted but embraced. Did you know that YouTube has hundreds of videos about this charming witchlike old lady? I do! I watched about a bazillion of them. (The WordPress police wouldn’t let me share any with you.)

Some say her name is a riff on the Roman dialect pronunciation of the Italian epifania. The theory I love is that she is really a Christian knockoff of Sabine (also known as “Strenia” and “Bastrina”) a Roman goddess of the new year, new beginnings.

Her back story is wonderful. This is the very short version. Living alone in the woods, she was visited by the lost Three Kings. She invites them to share her meager fare and they invite her to go with them to see the new born king. She bows out to use her handy broom and clean her little cabin. Then it hits her – a new born king! She ought to try to follow the Three Kings and visit the new babe. She doesn’t make it to Bethlehem and instead continues to visit Italian children on that blessed day. She is adored and celebrated everywhere.

Everywhere I go in Italy I see her. Here is La Befana in Sardegna!
Celebrating in Venice!

La Befana crept into my psyche and I knew I couldn’t get relief unless I wrote a play that featured her. So I did and Next Stage Press published it last year. (The digital version is only $1. ) The play is looking for a production by a youth friendly theater or school. Give the Christmas Carol a season off and try something – Italian!

Mamma Mia – La Befana?! weaves the ancient Italian Epiphany tale, La Befana, into a contemporary American setting.  Nonna comes to Vermont to spend Christmas with her daughter, Maria, and nipote (granddaughter) Mary.  Arriving first was Nonna’s ancient magical moving and tweaking suitcase – filled, we discover, not with gifts but the ragged costume of La Befana.  

 On the eve of Epiphany, in response to this family crisis, young Mary determined to save the day, rides off to find their senator’s office and appeal for help.  Texting while biking, she loses control and is hurt. With a severely injured leg, Mary drags herself to the San Rocco Church manger scene and keeps warm by burrowing into the straw.  No one knows where she is but the entire town – including her three pals Bethany, Micah and Gaspar who recently played the Three Wise Men in the Christmas Pageant – searches for her.  

Could the fun loving sixty-something Nonna from Florida really be the thousands of years old Italian La Befana? Every January 6th La Befana finds all the Italian children in the world and leaves them gifts.  This January she found one very special Italo-Ameriana, her granddaughter Mary.

Buy a copy and enjoy the story. Then please let your drama teacher pals and theater for youth besties know about this special holiday tale.

Grazie Mille!

Midge


Blatant Midge Promotion!

Blatant pitch – my play E-mail: 9/12 joins the roster of Next Stage Press! (Go on – click on it!)

That’s mine – circled in yellow! Oh My Goddesses!

Since I have been typing away in Italy, I have gotten some publishing contracts. I am so excited that I have been jumping up and down. They can feel the vibrations in Switzerland. Today is a super duper big day for me – Today, October 1, 2021, Next Stage Press is launching the publication of my 20 year old play E-mail: 9/12. This play had a lot of performances during the 10th anniversary of 9/11. Now it is the 20th anniversary and it is getting published. Weeeeooooooo!

Everyone has that special place and maybe even time when creative juices bubble up to the top and magic happens. Pontelandolfo is that place for me. Perhaps, this is my time. Since we arrived in May, I have been a writing and pitching maniac. Maybe it was the Covid-19 reality that death could come knocking when you least expect it that put me in hyper creative and marketing mode. Maybe if is the cappuccinos at Bar Elimar. Whatever it was, I am thankful and feel blessed.

E-Mail: 9/12, takes place on September 12, 2001 – the day after the 9/11 tragedy. The work demonstrates how sharing, caring, grieving and even allowing a spark of humor to fly through cyberspace helped our nation get through the painful aftermath of 9/11. During and after one of the most horrific tragedies our nation has ever faced, our keyboards kept us connected. The play, written as a series of e-mail responses, provides a picture that probes into the hearts of the people that were there, had someone there and those of us who will always be able to tell you where we were when the first plane hit the North Tower at 8:46 AM in New York City.

Have I mentioned, the launch is today? E-mail; 9/12, besides being an easily producible play, would make great auxiliary reading for history, social studies or sociology classes. At the end of the play, there are questions developed in conjunction with social worker, Cindy Quick to help spur on discussion.

Of course, I would love to see the play produced by College, Community, Professional or any type of theater. That said, I think you would also find the play an interesting read. Blatant Pitch – why not buy a copy? Share a copy! Thank you so much for letting me fill my blog with a Blatant Pitch. Hugs to you all.

Here are the other works being published today by Next Stage Press:

Ben Franklin and Baron von Steuben vs. The Paine County School Board – https://nextstagepress.net/ben-franklin-baron-von-steuben-vs-the-paine-county-school-board/
Cranium Fandango- https://nextstagepress.net/cranium-fandango/
Dark Twist – https://nextstagepress.net/dark-twist/
Email: 9/12 – https://nextstagepress.net/dark-twist/
The Hound and The Yellow Wallpaper – https://nextstagepress.net/the-hound-the-yellow-wallpaper/
Miss Julie En Hollywood – https://nextstagepress.net/the-hound-the-yellow-wallpaper/
Parish Dunkeld – https://nextstagepress.net/parish-dunkeld/
Sally, Hank and Their Son Harry – https://nextstagepress.net/sally-hank-and-their-son-harry/
Setting the Moon – https://nextstagepress.net/setting-the-moon-2/
Short and Scary – https://nextstagepress.net/short-and-scary-2/
The Spirit, The Body & The Blood – https://nextstagepress.net/the-spirit-the-body-and-the-blood/
Trash Day – https://nextstagepress.net/trash-day-2/

Ci vediamo!

Midge