Ah, another glorious ending to a year of drama. Well, drama club, anyway. And it wasn't quite a year, but there's really no good way to gauge time when dealing with 18 preteens. The giddiness, the histrionics, the teasing - oh, and a lot of fun, too. I would say that, in the end, the kids had a great year. They don't have any idea of how much work goes on when they're not in class, but they certainly worked hard on their parts, and it really paid off. Our play was about many fairy tales mixed together, and we had a great time teaching the kids about comedy. In fact, one of our best practices was reading them "Who's on First?" Most of them had never heard the skit before, and they laughed through the whole thing.
Here's some pics from our big night. The first one is of the whole crew taking their bows, with an attempt at the wave, it looks like.
Then this one is of my husband and I, accepting our thank yous. I'm always surprised when the kids do that, because it isn't anything that we rehearse. Then they get together and do something sweet like writing us a thank you and reading it to the school, and you just gotta be happy that you spent the year running around, trying to get them to pay attention. Heh heh. I had little to no luck there, actually, but they put on a great play, anyway.
And now it's back to our life before drama (as in, back to the knitting!). I've cut down on the hours at work, so that I can do other important things, like pay bills and wash the laundry. I can't tell you how excited I am about getting back to the mundane things that keep a house going. It's been pretty haphazard here, and the only people that are allowed to come over have to really not care that they're stepping over dogs or sitting next to a pincushion. Remind me to say no to the next couple of opportunities that come my way. I'm looking forward to a little down time.
The sweaters are small
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