So I’ve not been over here in Puffin land for a while, if you’ve missed me I’m sorry. There is always the small matter of The Adoption Social (BiB2014 Finalist I’ll have you know) which keeps me very busy, as do my family and of course my fight against the evil war lord, depression. Briefly, on this subject, I feel great; I’ve been feeling, on the most, so much better than I have in a long time. I won’t say too much, because I will spoil a future blog post, but things for me are on the up and up.
The other thing that I have been very preoccupied with, in a nice way, a happy distraction you might call it, is producing a youth play. This is my second year producing a play with the young members (high school age) of our local amateur dramatics group and it is an enormous amount of fun. Lots of hard work but, enormous fun.
This year we did a who dunit murder, mystery with plenty of suspense, drama and some dodgy deaths. The kids were amazing and although they gave me huge heart palpitations about learning their lines, the prompt did a lot of talking in our final rehearsals; they were all stars to me.
Now I’m feeling a little low at the thought of not seeing them all again soon……..Onwards and upwards.
This is a happy post; it’s a #memorybox post and here is the reason why.
Unfortunately a member of the cast dropped out five days before our first performance. He had a small part with not many lines but all the same it was a little bit of a worry as to how we were going to solve the one man down issue. I hatched a plan in my head, tried very hard to think it through before I spoke it out loud, not always my strongest quality. The excitement of the idea bubbled inside of me and so I just went ahead and asked,
“Stig do you think you could do this part for me?”
At first the eyes said confused, unsure, a little bewildered, so I explained fully what I meant. The eyes soon smiled and danced with delight at the opportunity he was being given. He immediately took the script and went off to learn his lines.
He came to one full rehearsal, struggled a little and became a bit concerned. He wobbled a bit over those five days but he learnt his lines and stayed committed.
So Friday night arrives and the lights go down and then up again. The very first character to appear in the play is Stig. Deep breath and away he goes, loud clear and word perfect. I was so proud.
He managed two performances brilliantly, you could see his confidence grow and transform his frail stature into that of a mighty giant. I was so glad he had this opportunity to shine with all the other cast members, I know it’s done him no end of good and my admiration for his tenacity and incredible ability to constantly overcome things and grow makes my heart burst with pride.
Well done my wonderful Stig. x