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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Third Shepherd from The Left
Yawned the whole way through.
The end
And that was the extent of my stage career for the next eight years.
Until some numpty decided that my school was to have a musical thingy one xmas. I got cast as a Wassailer (WTF? is a wassailer? To this day I'm not sure except singing and hitting trees were involved.)
The only reason I was cast was because I'd got into the habit of wearing my grandad's old deerstalker to school and a teacher thought "Hmm. Very Victorian"
Naturally, come the day, I got ready to set off to school, deerstalker in place, when my Mum flatly forbade me from setting foot outside with "that bloody thing on your head"
My protestations being ignored I thus ended up on stage in front of the entire fucking school wearing some lavender, floppy, abortion stolen from a sherry-addled granny's attic.
Thanks, Mum.
( , Sun 29 Mar 2009, 12:55, Reply)
Yawned the whole way through.
The end
And that was the extent of my stage career for the next eight years.
Until some numpty decided that my school was to have a musical thingy one xmas. I got cast as a Wassailer (WTF? is a wassailer? To this day I'm not sure except singing and hitting trees were involved.)
The only reason I was cast was because I'd got into the habit of wearing my grandad's old deerstalker to school and a teacher thought "Hmm. Very Victorian"
Naturally, come the day, I got ready to set off to school, deerstalker in place, when my Mum flatly forbade me from setting foot outside with "that bloody thing on your head"
My protestations being ignored I thus ended up on stage in front of the entire fucking school wearing some lavender, floppy, abortion stolen from a sherry-addled granny's attic.
Thanks, Mum.
( , Sun 29 Mar 2009, 12:55, Reply)
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