Workshop notes from Godfrey Coppinger – that’s Me!

I wasn’t sure if you could print from the blog, but I checked it out and it works. So… Terrance and I will post our handouts instead of giving out paper copies. I always make too many copies to be sure everyone gets one. This way you can copy your own and we can all save paper. I I’m also making this two posts because, well, just because. This one is almost a thousand words and that’s too many for one post. I don’t know why the numbered parts are ‘muted’ but it prints OK. STORYTELLING WORKSHOP Storytellers Godfrey Coppinger …

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I can’t do this. Whatever made me think I could do this?

I started my storytelling career sometime around 1979 or 1980. In 1984 I was accepted into the Artists In the Schools Program of the Eastern Oregon Arts Council. I was offered a two week residency in Hermistan. Then another two weeks. Then another. THEN ANOTHER. Wow. I was in heaven. Then… I got a two week residency in Elgin, and another in Prairie City. But that wasn’t the end of it – two more residencies in Hermistan. Four months of residencies! This was going to be fun. There was only one problem – I had never taught before, not in …

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Adventures on the Road to Nowhere

Storytelling adventures don’t always happen during the performance. Sometimes… Sometimes there are circumstances beyond our control leading up to the aforementioned performance. When I was a hippie up in Oregon, (I love that line. I use it a lot) I had a wonderful little car I called The Toad. She was not pleasant to look at, but she got me to where I was going… most of the time. I lived in Eugene in the Willamette Valley. I had a performance to go to in Coos Bay,  117 miles away on the coast. I wasn’t too sure The Toad would …

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The Ups and Downs of Storytelling

I once performed a whole school assembly at Berenda Elementary School in Madera, California. The story I was telling was “One Fine Day,” an Armenian folktale that I learned from fellow storyteller Ted Esquivel, a story also found in a book of the same name by Nonny Hogrogian. “One Fine Day” is one of my favorite stories. It involves arm waving and mooing and girlish giggling, as well as other hilarious sounds and movements, all of which I invite the audience to participate in. There I was, in front of an audience of around three hundred people. I looked out …

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