T'st On Matswapati

Tiloe's Theatre is one of the extracurricular in SMAN 3 Bandung. Tiloe's Theatre or commonly abbreviated T'st is extracurricular who learn about the art of theater, especially the cabaret. T'st often in cheered by the audience. On Saturday, 27 September 2014 T'st performs at Matswapati.

Matswapati is a cultural festival organized by SMAN 3 Bandung. Matswapati open for the public, not only for students of SMAN 3. In this matswapati event, many extracurricula performing arts. Not only extracurricular, event organizers also invited some organizations are entitled traditional art. In the end, which was also perform Glenn Fredly.

T'st featuring a cabaret that tells the story of a young Sundanese man named Kabayan who offered to work in the city. Kabayan from the village had to part with her girlfriend, Nyi Iteung. Once in the city, Kabayan falls in love with a city girl. Iteung who missed Kabayan, go to the city to look for Kabayan. Kabayan finally met again with Iteung and they live happily.

Appearance T'st very entertaining the audience. The story is funny and interesting. Not surprisingly, when the host invited T'st to perform, the audience immediately meet around the stage. That’s all for this post, thank you for reading.

The Girl And Her Bucket

A young girl was going to market with a bucket of milk on her head.

"With the gold that I get from the sale of this milk, I'll buy a red hen," she said. "The hen will lay eggs, they'll hatch and then I'll have many chicks to raise. I'll feed them well and when they're grown, they will each lay eggs. and those eggs will hatch and I will have more hens, who'll lay more eggs that will hatch into chicks...

Before long I'll be rich and I'll wear fine clothes with emeralds and rubies from my collar to my toes. and one day perhaps I shall visit the Queen. I shall bring her rare gifts from China. I'll enter the court with my arms full of treasure. Bowing low I shall say, "FOR YOUR MAJESTY'S PLEASURE!"

And she bowed low...

With that sweep of her arm, she knocked off the bucket and spilled her fantasy load.

"Oh dear," she cried, "my dreams are splattered in puddles of milk on the road...."