Nativity Plays
Every year the little kids at schools all over get to put on a play. Often it's christmas themed, but the key thing is that everyone gets a part, whether it's Snowflake #12 or Mary or Grendel (yes, really).
Personally I played a 'Rich Husband' who refused to buy matches from some scabby street urchin. Never did see her again...
Who or what did you get to be? And what did you have to wear?
( , Thu 26 Mar 2009, 17:45)
Every year the little kids at schools all over get to put on a play. Often it's christmas themed, but the key thing is that everyone gets a part, whether it's Snowflake #12 or Mary or Grendel (yes, really).
Personally I played a 'Rich Husband' who refused to buy matches from some scabby street urchin. Never did see her again...
Who or what did you get to be? And what did you have to wear?
( , Thu 26 Mar 2009, 17:45)
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Mr. Kipling
I was in every play every year at my primary school. I loved it - it got you out of classes doing something different and I always wanted to get a good part.
In my last year at infant school I played the lead angel. This wasn't as cushy a part as it seemed - after delivering the baby to the manger we three angels just had to stand behind the manger while everyone came to praise Jesus. It seemed like an awfully long time.
But the play that always stuck in my mind was my first junior school play. It was a school written retelling of various fairy tales. Joy of joys, I got a small part, with a line and everything. During some scene resembling Cinderella I, for some reason to do wih getting cakes that has long since escaped me had to say "Somebody fetch Mr. Kipling!"
I didn't get the joke. I had no idea who Mr. Kipling was, or why this was funny.
Or why people were laughing at me.
I burst into tears, and was only truly consoled by my parents after the show who explained that it was a good thing that people had laughed at my line.
Still, they are exceedingly good cakes.
( , Fri 27 Mar 2009, 23:53, Reply)
I was in every play every year at my primary school. I loved it - it got you out of classes doing something different and I always wanted to get a good part.
In my last year at infant school I played the lead angel. This wasn't as cushy a part as it seemed - after delivering the baby to the manger we three angels just had to stand behind the manger while everyone came to praise Jesus. It seemed like an awfully long time.
But the play that always stuck in my mind was my first junior school play. It was a school written retelling of various fairy tales. Joy of joys, I got a small part, with a line and everything. During some scene resembling Cinderella I, for some reason to do wih getting cakes that has long since escaped me had to say "Somebody fetch Mr. Kipling!"
I didn't get the joke. I had no idea who Mr. Kipling was, or why this was funny.
Or why people were laughing at me.
I burst into tears, and was only truly consoled by my parents after the show who explained that it was a good thing that people had laughed at my line.
Still, they are exceedingly good cakes.
( , Fri 27 Mar 2009, 23:53, Reply)
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