This week end I went to the theatre for my daughter’s annual school variety show. It is an amazing production. Students audition with songs, skits and dances that they would like to be in the production. Those that are accepted then rehearse and prepare themselves, only coming together to polish the final extravaganza for three days prior to the first performance. Most of the skits are written by the students and many of the songs performed are original compositions. The breadth of talent is astounding when you consider that these are thirteen to seventeen year old kids!
My daughter has been involved in many productions at the theatre since she was just five. I think that she is about eight in this photo. She was lead tapper on the Good Ship Lollipop.
When I watched her on stage this week end I was in awe of her. In the first number she danced to this song. I saw the thousands of dollars and thousands of hours worth of danicng lessons really pay off. She looked loose and natural, she looked like she was having a ball!
Later she was involved in a skit which she wrote with her friends about surviving year twelve. She had the main speaking part; she held her head high, she met the eye of the audience, she articulated clearly and looked stunning. It almost made me cry.
In the car on the way home her friend said to her, “That’s the last time we’ll ever get to do anything like that.” This phrase has been going through my mind quite a lot lately as we draw ever closer to that time when she flies off to France.
The true hero of the entire performance was the guy in year 12 who played the lead guitar solo in this song. Every one loved him! I bet he was king of the school today!