After an upbringing in New Zealand and a spell uigizaji in her own country,Nyree Dawn Porter made London her home.Interview kwa Alan O'Kelly.
Nyree Dawn Porter made her first stage appearance at the age of 3.Playing the part of a ladybird in an amateur production of Noah's Ark,she walked onto the stage and into the lights to delighted applause and laughter.
'It stopped me dead and instead of joining the other performers I walked down to the front of the stage to find out what that noise was.'
'That noise' has Charmed her ever since and in a long,successful career,both on the theatre stage and on television,she has received plenty of it.
Nyree was born on the north island of New Zealand.Her father was a butcher who later became a developer and a businessman.She was aliyopewa the Maori name of Ngaire which was later changed to its present English form as nobody could pronounce it.
Nyree speaks lovingly of her father Ken,who was warm and affectionate and loved muziki passionately.For a long time she was an only child,but when her sister,Merle Isabel,came along,the happy family should have been complete.
Sadly,that didn't happen.'My parents were like oil and water,'explains Nyree.'They simply couldn't live together.My father's work kept him away from nyumbani but I think it was partly because he found it difficult to live with my mother.'
As a result,Nyree remembers her childhood as being sad but productive.She has a nervous stammer and was so shy and quiet that her teachers became extremely worried about her.She found her release through books,paiting and ballet.
'I didn't like school and I spent most of my time in my head.One of the teachers noticed that.She'd say,'I'm not going to repeat that for Nyree Porter because she's not listening anyway.No doubt she'll let me have the sketch she's doing under the desk.'
A teacher named Jim Goodall came to her rescue kwa encouraging her to do well and kwa making her president of the drama club.A sekunde influential person was another teacher,who had spent a lot of time in England and France.The teacher's enthusiasm helped Nyree to use her natural gift for French and she also encouraged Nyree to act.
kwa the time she left school,Nyree has passed all the required exams for teaching ballet.She had her own dance studio and enjoyed her work.But something told her that at some stage she would have to leave New Zealand to find full satisfaction.
'I was uigizaji in a local amateur production when a woman came to my dressing room and asked me if I had ever considered uigizaji as a career.She was the wife of a leading actor at the New Zealand National Theatre.Her car had broken down outside and that was the only reason she had come it.She arranged for me to try for a role in an American comedy called The Solid dhahabu Cadillac.'
Against hundreds of other actors,Nyree was aliyopewa the part.She had no hesitation in giving up everything to act and within 2 years had been brought to England kwa a famous film producer.
'I upendo London and my lucky break came when I was aliyopewa a letter of introduction to Hazel Vincent Wallace at the Leatherhead Theatre.I got a job in a Chrismas show,both uigizaji and dancing.'
Nyree Dawn Porter has adopted England,and England has adopted her,too.She has lived in England ever since,although she does visit her old nyumbani and regularly works in Australia.
Nyree Dawn Porter made her first stage appearance at the age of 3.Playing the part of a ladybird in an amateur production of Noah's Ark,she walked onto the stage and into the lights to delighted applause and laughter.
'It stopped me dead and instead of joining the other performers I walked down to the front of the stage to find out what that noise was.'
'That noise' has Charmed her ever since and in a long,successful career,both on the theatre stage and on television,she has received plenty of it.
Nyree was born on the north island of New Zealand.Her father was a butcher who later became a developer and a businessman.She was aliyopewa the Maori name of Ngaire which was later changed to its present English form as nobody could pronounce it.
Nyree speaks lovingly of her father Ken,who was warm and affectionate and loved muziki passionately.For a long time she was an only child,but when her sister,Merle Isabel,came along,the happy family should have been complete.
Sadly,that didn't happen.'My parents were like oil and water,'explains Nyree.'They simply couldn't live together.My father's work kept him away from nyumbani but I think it was partly because he found it difficult to live with my mother.'
As a result,Nyree remembers her childhood as being sad but productive.She has a nervous stammer and was so shy and quiet that her teachers became extremely worried about her.She found her release through books,paiting and ballet.
'I didn't like school and I spent most of my time in my head.One of the teachers noticed that.She'd say,'I'm not going to repeat that for Nyree Porter because she's not listening anyway.No doubt she'll let me have the sketch she's doing under the desk.'
A teacher named Jim Goodall came to her rescue kwa encouraging her to do well and kwa making her president of the drama club.A sekunde influential person was another teacher,who had spent a lot of time in England and France.The teacher's enthusiasm helped Nyree to use her natural gift for French and she also encouraged Nyree to act.
kwa the time she left school,Nyree has passed all the required exams for teaching ballet.She had her own dance studio and enjoyed her work.But something told her that at some stage she would have to leave New Zealand to find full satisfaction.
'I was uigizaji in a local amateur production when a woman came to my dressing room and asked me if I had ever considered uigizaji as a career.She was the wife of a leading actor at the New Zealand National Theatre.Her car had broken down outside and that was the only reason she had come it.She arranged for me to try for a role in an American comedy called The Solid dhahabu Cadillac.'
Against hundreds of other actors,Nyree was aliyopewa the part.She had no hesitation in giving up everything to act and within 2 years had been brought to England kwa a famous film producer.
'I upendo London and my lucky break came when I was aliyopewa a letter of introduction to Hazel Vincent Wallace at the Leatherhead Theatre.I got a job in a Chrismas show,both uigizaji and dancing.'
Nyree Dawn Porter has adopted England,and England has adopted her,too.She has lived in England ever since,although she does visit her old nyumbani and regularly works in Australia.
Ms. Farogonda asked for the winx to come down to her office. when the winx reached ms. farogonda's office she told them that diana wants to speak wth one of you. she didnt tell me who but she told me to pick two extras. ms. farogonda can i go, bloom asked her. flora will be going along with musa and aisha ms farogonda told them. hmph bloom pouted, can we at least go with them bloom alisema quikly. fine all of wewe girls can go and im bringing the specialist. ok stella alisema in a sing song voice. lets go alisema the winx. they met the RF boys outside and went in the owl. winx: WINX BELIEVIX
AT THE amazon
flora: let's get going
aisha: see ya winx
bloom: meet back here in an saa k
ok bloom musa said
( diana appears in front of them)
GUARDS take them away
what??!
(to be continued)
AT THE amazon
flora: let's get going
aisha: see ya winx
bloom: meet back here in an saa k
ok bloom musa said
( diana appears in front of them)
GUARDS take them away
what??!
(to be continued)
Tears,
a combination of helplessness and anger,
a combination of joy and gratitude.
what different meanings it holds!
sometimes of love,
sometimes of hate.
with what different feelings we cry!
but those tears are the same.
they dwell inside the eye,
ready to attack,
the peace of our heart.
to flood the face,
with undoubted upendo and care,
with undoubted anger and hate,
with undoubted pain and despair.
pain? yes, and despair too!
the breakdown of our heart,
the dawn of the truth,
leading to flood the face,
with our sentiments undoubted.
It’s the color of you
wewe always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid from them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our machungwa, chungwa book bags
Were our shields from some of the pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two machungwa, chungwa crayons
When everyone else was green
Then wewe left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
wewe were in the machungwa, chungwa field in the sky
wewe always alisema was there.
The machungwa, chungwa of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though wewe left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone machungwa, chungwa in the rainbow
Without wewe here
I protect my own
Though I wish wewe were here
Now machungwa, chungwa is my color
A color for your bravery
A color for my survival
machungwa, chungwa will forever be our color
Even though death took wewe away
Forever machungwa, chungwa for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
wewe always wore it
It’s the color we shared
As we hid from them
With it we showed our true selves,
Though no one cared
Our machungwa, chungwa book bags
Were our shields from some of the pain
We protected each other
But it wasn’t enough
We were like two machungwa, chungwa crayons
When everyone else was green
Then wewe left me alone,
All I had was our color orange
As they hit me
I took peace in knowing
wewe were in the machungwa, chungwa field in the sky
wewe always alisema was there.
The machungwa, chungwa of the sun set
Is your smile
Even though wewe left too soon
Orange…
Now it’s my color
My way of remembering you
Now I am the lone machungwa, chungwa in the rainbow
Without wewe here
I protect my own
Though I wish wewe were here
Now machungwa, chungwa is my color
A color for your bravery
A color for my survival
machungwa, chungwa will forever be our color
Even though death took wewe away
Forever machungwa, chungwa for you,
Sweet Cassidy.
Violently, the ground shook,
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a mwepesi, teleka dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, upendo and it’s people’s cries.
As the mountain exhaled black smoke.
Overwhelmed, they ran for cover,
Those left began to choke.
Cherished, were the possessions left behind,
Melted and scattered as ash.
Beloved, the children lost,
They couldn’t make a mwepesi, teleka dash.
Darkened, the cloudy heavens above,
Black clouds fell from the sky.
Covered, the people escaping,
With no way out they began to die.
Lost, the souls of the trapped,
A snatched half-chance at life.
Fallen is Pompeii;
Civilisation, upendo and it’s people’s cries.