We went to the first rehearsal for the community theater, which A is going to be in, and the adults got sucked into going on stage and assuming the spotlight. Talk about being mortified. The man in charge, RJC, was actually doing a great job, I have to give him credit. He's a funny guy, and you have to appreciate the ability to lead the show and engage the audience. He's funny and smooth, maybe a bit too much at times.
Either way, the initial meeting was more administrative, to meet the cast and crew, and get a sense of where they are going with this. They do a great job, and the kids were excited about it. Little did I realize that RJC was going to cajole the adults onto the stage. I had to go up twice. For some reason, he picked on me. They did a little improv with the kids, then gradually made all of the adults get up there. Granted, many of them were in the play, anyway, so they were right in there element, but I was merely there to observe and oversee. I had zero intention of being up there.
The crazy thing is, we had a lot of fun, under the tutelage of the master of ceremonies, of course. They'd written a song for the play, and are in the process of formulating their story line. They'd done this a few years back, just as we were on the cusp of moving here, and it was a fabulous play. From the get go, we'd thought that A would be a perfect fit, she loves to be dramatic.
Of course, it's just one more thing on our plate, and the rehearsal was at 7:00 PM, so it was a bit of a chore. The kids indicated they weren't tired in the least, but yawns told another story.
Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to John Nyberg for the pic.