Yes, you read that right. She and her brother are in a drama day-camp this week, and they are putting on a play. None of the 3 boys in the class wanted to be the prince, so she's it. I mean him. The boys gave various reasons for their reluctance, from the huge number of lines (she's the main character and in every scene) to the use of the word love (there's a princess, of course), to the possibility of kissing (there isn't any).
The play, written by the teacher, is as dumb and goofy as can be. Lots of pop culture references that my kids don't get. Who the heck are the Jonas Brothers? And do I want them to get the concept of groupies right now? (Maybe the meaning of the word has changed.)
Anyway, they are having fun. Today is the big performance. Break a leg, kiddos!
Update: The play went really well. It "performed" much better than it read. The kids were fantastic. The two hippies played the role beautifully - particularly when you consider that they are not old enough to have seen real hippies. My little prince and her brother - a silly-string-spraying superhero - did well too. And they had a great time.
My one regret - I didn't bring a bouquet for my stars. Yeah, kidding on that, but no kidding that there were a couple of moms with bouquets for their daughters. Let's keep this in perspective: It's a one-week, 3-hours-per-day drama summer camp. The play was 30 minutes long. Yes, they put forth some effort, a good effort, but... divas they are not. And we wonder why kids need so much propping up.
3 comments:
You are hilarious. I am with you on the flowers thing. I was so taken aback when there was an actually florist and her table at my daughter's play performance so parents could buy bouquets for their kids! I am just not into that whole thing!
I might not take flowers to a 30 minute play after a one week workshop, but I usually do take flowers for the girls even if they didn't have a speaking part. As a former theater buff myself, I do it because it's tradition. There is so little civility and honor left in the world, I don't see it so much as propping up as I do as thanking the actors for their performance. Girls these days have so little opportunity to be treated as ladies. It doesn't mean a dozen roses every time. Although, that is what my daughter will be getting at the end of The Nutcracker in December, even if she ends up playing a rat, which we are teasing her about daily.
Hey Sandy - wasn't expecting to hear from you during your blogging break! Thanks for your note. I guess I've always thought of the flowers as a "leading-lady" sort of thing, not something for everyone who participated. Ah well.
I bet your daughter is going to be a cute rat!
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