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Teacher Resource Guide And Lesson Plan Activities




Teacher Resource Guide and Lesson Plan Activities Featuring general information about our production along with some creative activities which will help make connections to your classroom curriculum, before and after the show. The production and accompanying activities address North Carolina Essential Standards in Theatre Arts, Goal A.1: Analyze literary texts and performances. Look for this symbol throughout the resource guide for other curricular connections. Tales of Edgar Allan Poe About the Play Tales of Edgar Allan Poe combines several poems and stories by the “Master of Macabre” including:  Alone  Annabel Lee  A Dream Within a Dream  The Tell-Tale Heart  The Cask of Amontillado  The Raven  The Bells About the Author: Edgar Allan Poe Featuring “The Tell-Tale Heart” by Edgar Allan Poe, dramatized by Luella McMahon and “The Halloween Trilogy” scripts by Cecilia Fannan and John De Lancie Founded in 1948, Children’s Theatre of Charlotte has been opening young minds to the wonders of live theatre for over half a century. Today it continues to be one of the most technically imaginative and resourceful theatres in the country. Annually it reaches over 320,000 young people and their families with multiple program areas: Mainstage productions, Tarradiddle Players Professional Touring Company and a full scope of Education classes for both community and schools. Children’s Theatre of Charlotte is housed in ImaginOn: The Joe & Joan Martin Center. The facility is shared with the Charlotte Mecklenburg Library. Born in Boston on January 19, 1809, Edgar Allan Poe was the second of three children, born to travelling actors who died when the children were very young. Poe was separated from his siblings to live with John and Frances Allan in Richmond, Virginia. Drawn to writing at an early age, Poe had compiled enough poetry to publish a book by the age of 13, but was forbidden to do so. At age 18 his first book, Tamerlane, was published. Poe enlisted in the US Army and later West Point, shortly after publishing his second book. Poe’s relationship with John Allan was turbulent; eventually Poe was expelled from West Point and moved to Baltimore to live with his aunt, Maria Clemm. After accepting an editorial job at the Southern Literary Messenger magazine in Richmond, he moved the Clemm family to be with him, and married his cousin Virginia who was 13 at the time. He popularized The Messenger magazine with brilliant stories and scathing criticisms of other authors. While acclaimed, Poe remained poor and worked for magazines in New York and Philadelphia looking for higher pay. Tragedy struck in 1842 when his wife Virginia contracted tuberculosis. Despite his growing popularity, Virginia’s failing heath and death in 1847 sent Poe into a deep depression. He died on October 7, 1849 though the cause of his death remains a mystery. Having never written any plays, Poe’s works were adapted for this production by playwrights Luella McMahon, Cecilia Fannan and John De Lancie. Children’s Theatre of Charlotte • Teacher Resource Guide • “Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.” - The Raven Questions for Discussion 1. Both narrators in The Tell-Tale Heart and The Cask of Amontillado commit murder. Do you still connect with these characters? How does Poe make you feel sympathy for them? What are their justifications for committing murder? What’s the relationship between sanity, revenge, guilt and confession in these two stories? 2. Poe’s work is often concerned with mortality and the fear of death, the supernatural and the macabre. These themes are still popular and of immense interest today. Why do you think an interest in the macabre has been so enduring? Can you think of how early works like Poe’s have impacted the popularity of modern fiction? 3. Edgar Allan Poe is credited with “inventing” the detective story. What elements can you see him using in The Tell-Tale Heart (and also in his poetry) that are reminiscent of the detective genre? 4. Poe once said that “the death...of a beautiful woman” is “unquestionably the most poetical topic in the world.” Do you think this is a response to the deaths of his mother and wife? Can you think of other examples of this subject matter in literature? How would you discuss this statement from a modern feminist viewpoint? 5. Poe wrote an essay, “The Philosophy of Composition”, in which he describes his theory of how writers write when they write well. He believed good literature should be short, that it should be composed logically and that the writer should have decided on the ending and the emotional tone even before he even begins. Consider The Raven; did Poe actually follow his own Philosophy of Composition when writing it? 6. In Children’s Theatre of Charlotte’s production of Tales of Edgar Allan Poe, the role of Montressor in The Cask of Amontillado is played by a female. Why do you think the director made this choice, and what effect did it have on the interpretation of the story? 7. The Bells is an onomatopoetic poem, but is also symbolic expression of the passing of seasons or the journey of life from youth to old age. Discuss the progression of the poem and the darkening of tone from beginning to end. 8. Poe wrote his stories over 150 years ago. Did Children’s Theatre produce a modern or traditional adaptation of the play? Discuss the images shown at the end of play. Why did the director choose to include these in the production? 9. Poe famously scorned didacticism, which is the intention in literature to teach a lesson. If not to teach a lesson, what do you think Poe wanted his readers to take from his work? The Unreliable Narrator In 1961, Wayne C. Booth’s Rhetoric of Fiction originated a term know as “The Unreliable Narrator”. The term refers to a narrator who is not trustworthy or whose credibility is compromised. Some examples could include:  The narrator may be of dramatically different age than the people in the story (such as a child attempting to explain adult actions)  The narrator may have prejudices about race, class or gender  The narrator may suffer from dementia or hallucinations  The narrator may have a personality flaw such as pathological lying or narcissism  The narrator may be trying to make a point that is contrary to the actions of story. While the term was coined in the sixties, the concept of the Unreliable Narrator is not a modern one; Poe was a master of it. How does the convention of an unreliable narrator affect the reader? What qualities in Poe’s work make the narrators unreliable? Are any of his narrators reliable? Discuss the unreliable narrators in the following books and movies: To Kill a Mockingbird The Great Gatsby The Sound and the Fury One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest A Beautiful Mind Memento Fight Club Common Core Standards, Anchor Standard 2: Determine central ideas of themes of a text and analyze their development; summarize the key supporting details and ideas. RL7: Compare and contrast a written story, drama or poem to its...staged version, analyzing the effects or techniques unique to each medium. Children’s Theatre of Charlotte • Teacher Resource Guide • Alone Annabel Lee From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. Then- in my childhood, in the dawn Of a most stormy life- was drawn From every depth of good and ill The mystery which binds me still: From the torrent, or the fountain, From the red cliff of the mountain, From the sun that round me rolled In its autumn tint of gold, From the lightning in the sky As it passed me flying by, From the thunder and the storm, And the cloud that took the form (When the rest of Heaven was blue) Of a demon in my view. It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of Annabel Lee; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. A Dream Within a Dream Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avowYou are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream. I stand amid the roar Of a surf-tormented shore, And I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sandHow few! yet how they creep Through my fingers to the deep, While I weep- while I weep! O God! can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream? I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea; But we loved with a love that was more than loveI and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven Coveted her and me. And this was the reason that, long ago, In this kingdom by the sea, A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling My beautiful Annabel Lee; So that her highborn kinsman came And bore her away from me, To shut her up in a sepulchre In this kingdom by the sea. The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and meYes!- that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than weOf many far wiser than weAnd neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea. Children’s Theatre of Charlotte • Teacher Resource Guide • The Bells I Hear the sledges with the bells Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the tintinnabulation that so musically wells From the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells From the jingling and the tinkling of the bells. II Hear the mellow wedding bells Golden bells! What a world of happiness their harmony foretells! Through the balmy air of night How they ring out their delight! From the molten-golden notes, And all in tune, What a liquid ditty floats To the turtle-dove that listens, while she gloats On the moon! Oh, from out the sounding cells What a gush of euphony voluminously wells! How it swells! How it dwells On the Future! -how it tells Of the rapture that impels To the swinging and the ringing Of the bells, bells, bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells To the rhyming and the chiming of the bells! III Hear the loud alarum bells Brazen bells! What a tale of terror, now, their turbulency tells! In the startled ear of night How they scream out their affright! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, Out of tune, In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire, Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavor Now -now to sit or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon. Oh, the bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Of despair! How they clang, and clash, and roar! What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air! Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows; Yet the ear distinctly tells, In the jangling And the wrangling, How the danger sinks and swells, By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells Of the bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells In the clamor and the clangor of the bells! IV Hear the tolling of the bells Iron bells! What a world of solemn thought their monody compels! In the silence of the night, How we shiver with affright At the melancholy menace of their tone! For every sound that floats From the rust within their throats Is a groan. And the people -ah, the people They that dwell up in the steeple, All alone, And who tolling, tolling, tolling, In that muffled monotone, Feel a glory in so rolling On the human heart a stone They are neither man nor woman They are neither brute nor human They are Ghouls: And their king it is who tolls; And he rolls, rolls, rolls, Rolls A paean from the bells! And his merry bosom swells With the paean of the bells! And he dances, and he yells; Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the paean of the bells, Of the bells Keeping time, time, time, In a sort of Runic rhyme, To the throbbing of the bells, Of the bells, bells, bells To the sobbing of the bells; Keeping time, time, time, As he knells, knells, knells, In a happy Runic rhyme, To the rolling of the bells, Of the bells, bells, bells To the tolling of the bells, Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells To the moaning and the groaning of the bells. Children’s Theatre of Charlotte • Teacher Resource Guide • The Raven Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. `'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door Only this, and nothing more.' But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only, That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered Till I scarcely more than muttered `Other friends have flown before On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before.' Then the bird said, `Nevermore.' Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels named Lenore Nameless here for evermore. Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, `Doubtless,' said I, `what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore Till the dirges of his hope that melancholy burden bore Of "Never-nevermore."' And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating `'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door; This it is, and nothing more,' But the raven still beguiling all my sad soul into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird and bust and door; Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking `Nevermore.' Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, `Sir,' said I, `or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you' - here I opened wide the door; Darkness there, and nothing more. This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore! Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the darkness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, `Lenore!' This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, `Lenore!' Merely this and nothing more. Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor. `Wretch,' I cried, `thy God hath lent thee - by these angels he has sent thee Respite - respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe, and forget this lost Lenore!' Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.' Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. `Surely,' said I, `surely that is something at my window lattice; Let me see then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore; 'Tis the wind and nothing more!' `Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! Whether tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted On this home by horror haunted - tell me truly, I implore Is there - is there balm in Gilead? - tell me - tell me, I implore!' Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.' Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore. Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door Perched, and sat, and nothing more. `Prophet!' said I, `thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us - by that God we both adore Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels named Lenore Clasp a rare and radiant maiden, whom the angels named Lenore?' Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.' Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore, `Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,' I said, `art sure no craven. Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the nightly shore Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!' Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.' `Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!' I shrieked upstarting `Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken! - quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!' Quoth the raven, `Nevermore.' Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door Bird or beast above the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as `Nevermore.' And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted - nevermore! Children’s Theatre of Charlotte • Teacher Resource Guide • Fact or Myth Poe led a complex and interesting life; in exchange many rumors and myths have circulated about him. Read each statement below and decide if it is a FACT or MYTH.             Poe’s parents were both actors, and supposedly named him for a character in William Shakespeare’s King Lear, a play they performed in 1809. (FACT) Poe’s middle name “Allan” represents the family who took him in after his own parents died. (FACT) Poe was expelled from the University of Virginia. (MYTH). Poe was not allowed to return to the University because he did not pay his expenses. It is claimed that Poe was so poor that he burned his furniture to stay warm. After being expelled from school, Poe returned to Richmond and found that his fiancée was engaged to another man. (FACT.) Her name was Elmira Royster, and Poe reconnected with her later in life after both of their spouses had died. Poe was expelled from West Point for refusing to attend church. (FACT). He was charged with “Gross Neglect of Duty” for “absenting himself from roll calls” as well as “Disobedience of Orders” for refusing to attend church after having been directed to do so by an officer. In his lifetime Poe was actually most well known for his efforts as a literary critic. (FACT). The poet James Russell Lowell suggested that Poe used prussic acid instead of ink. John Allan left Poe out of his will. (FACT). Prior to his death, Allan also remarried without informing Poe. Poe made up the word “tintinnabulation”. (MYTH). The word was earlier seen in Pelham by English poet Edward Bulwer-Lytton. Poe had a pet raven. (MYTH). However, author Charles Dickens did have a pet raven named Grip who apparently served as inspiration for Dickens’ novel Barnaby Rudge as well as Poe’s poem, The Raven. Poe died drunk in a gutter. (UNKNOWN) Poe died in Washington College Hospital, though evidence of his cause of death are still disputed. There are no existing medical records or death certificate. (See “Poe’s Death Theories” on the final page of this packet for details.) Rival author Rufus Griswold wrote a scathing obituary which portrayed Poe as a “drunken, womanizing madman with no friends and no morals.” (FACT). This was an attempt to cause the public to dismiss Poe’s work but instead it caused book sales to climb higher than they had ever been in Poe’s lifetime. Ever since 1949, a mysterious visitor has left roses and a bottle of cognac on Poe’s grave. (FACT). This person (or persons) is know as the “Poe Toaster”. The Raven Arguably one of Poe’s most highly acclaimed poems, The Raven was first published in 1845. It is often noted for its musicality, stylized language and supernatural feel. It is also chock-full of almost every poetic literary device imaginable. Referencing the text of The Raven, encourage students to identify the following literary devices. Some examples are listed in parenthesis. Symbolism: (the raven, Pallas, midnight, December) Internal rhyme: (dreary, weary) End rhyme: (door, implore) Imagery: (“Each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor”; also “And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon that is dreaming”) Assonance: (nodded nearly napping) Consonance: (“And the silken sad uncertain rustling”) Alliteration: (“Terrors never felt before”) Onomatopoeia: (tapping, rapping, rustling, croaking) Personification: (purple curtain, lamplight, raven) Refrain: (nevermore) Anaphora: (Still is sitting, still is sitting) Metaphor: (Comparison of the ash to a ghost) Simile: (“That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour”) Allusion: (the night’s Plutonian shore, Balm in Gilead) Common Core Standards for English Language Arts and Literacy: RL4: Determine the meaning of words and phrases as they are used in a text, including figurative and connotative meanings; analyze the impact of rhymes and other repetitions of sounds on a specific verse of stanza of a poem. Autobiographical Poetry Critical analysis of Poe’s poetry suggests that many of his works are autobiographical. Four of Poe’s poems are included in this production of Tales of Edgar Allan Poe. Of the four, which do you think is most autobiographical? Alone was originally written in 1829, when Poe was 20 years old. The Raven was written in 1845, when his wife was suffering from Tuberculosis. A Dream Within a Dream was published in 1849, two years after Virginia’s death. Annabel Lee was also written in 1849, and some claim that this was Poe’s last completed poem. Children’s Theatre of Charlotte • Teacher Resource Guide • Theatre Corner Every play produced by Children's Theatre of Charlotte is created in the city of Charlotte by a talented team of designers, carpenters, stitchers, props masters and lighting technicians, not to mention the director and the actors. Because it is presented live, a play is very different from a television show or a movie. As a class, discuss what you experienced when you went to the theatre. 1. What was the first thing you noticed on the stage? 2. Name three things you noticed about the set. Did the set help tell the story? What sort of set would you have designed? 3. What did you like about the costumes? Did they fit the story? What sort of costumes would you have designed? 4. What role did lighting play in telling the story? How did the lights enhance what you were seeing? 5. Sound design plays a major role in this production. How was sound and music used to enhance the play? 6. Discuss the use of special effects in this production, such as fog and smoke. How do you think these effects were achieved? Were they effective in creating the mood of the play? 7. Which actors did you think were most effective, and why? 8. Discuss the role of the director in a theatrical production. Do you think this was a difficult show to direct? Why or why not? North Carolina Essential Standards in Theatre, AE1.1: Understand how the major technical elements of theatre, such as lights, sound, set and costumes, are used to support and enhance a theatrical production. Poe’s Death Theories Directly from The Museum of Edgar Allan Poe in Richmond, Virginia: In dying under such mysterious circumstances, the father of the detective story has left us with a real-life mystery which Poe scholars, medical professionals, and others have been trying to solve for over 150 years. On October 3, 1849, Dr. Joseph E. Snodgrass received the following note: Baltimore City, Oct. 3, 1849 Dear Sir, There is a gentleman, rather the worse for wear, at Ryan's 4th ward polls, who goes under the cognomen of Edgar A. Poe, and who appears in great distress, & he says he is acquainted with you, he is in need of immediate assistance. Yours, in haste, JOS. W. WALKER To Dr. J.E. Snodgrass. This is the first verifiable evidence available of Poe's whereabouts since departing Richmond in the early morning of September 27. His intended destination had been Philadelphia, where he was to edit a volume of poetry. Dr. Snodgrass found Poe semiconscious and dressed in cheap, ill-fitting clothes so unlike Poe's usual mode of dress that many believe that Poe's own clothing had been stolen. Poe was taken to Washington College Hospital on the afternoon of October 3 and did not regain consciousness until the next morning. For days he passed from delirium to unconsciousness, but never recovered well enough to tell how he had arrived in such a condition. For no known reason he started calling loudly for "Reynolds" on the fourth night. In the early morning hours of October 7, Poe calmly breathed a simple prayer, "Lord, help my poor soul," and died. His cause of death was ascribed to "congestion of the brain." No autopsy was performed, and the author was buried two days later. The following is a bibliography of some of the theories of Poe's cause of death that have been published over the years: Beating (1857) The United States Magazine Vol.II (1857): 268. Epilepsy (1875) Scribner's Monthly Vo1. 10 (1875): 691. Dipsomania (1921) Robertson, John W. Edgar A. Poe A Study. Brough, 1921: 134, 379. Heart (1926) Allan, Hervey. Israfel. Doubleday, 1926: Chapt. XXVII, 670. Toxic Disorder (1970) Studia Philo1ogica Vol. 16 (1970): 41-42. Hypoglycemia (1979) Artes Literatus (1979) Vol. 5: 7-19. Diabetes (1977) Sinclair, David. Edgar Allan Poe. Roman & Litt1efield, 1977: 151-152. Alcohol Dehydrogenase (1984) Arno Karlen. Napo1eon's Glands. Little Brown, 1984: 92. Porphryia (1989) JMAMA Feb. 10, 1989: 863-864. Delerium Tremens (1992) Meyers, Jeffrey. Edgar A1lan Poe. Charles Scribner, 1992: 255. Rabies (1996) Maryland Medical Journal Sept. 1996: 765-769. Heart (1997) Scientific Sleuthing Review Summer 1997: 1-4. Murder (1998) Walsh, John E., Midnight Dreary. Rutgers Univ. Press, 1998: 119-120. Epilepsy (1999) Archives of Neurology June 1999: 646, 740. Carbon Monoxide Poisoning (1999) Albert Donnay Children’s Theatre of Charlotte is sincerely grateful to our generous sponsors and supporters: Children’s Theatre of Charlotte is supported, in part, with funding from the Arts & Science Council and the North Carolina Arts Council, a division of the Department of Cultural Resources. Children’s Theatre of Charlotte • Teacher Resource Guide •