It’s been awhile since I’ve been to see a school play - last year to be exact. Every year since my daughter was old enough to be in a play, I have sat through uncomfortable chairs, forgotten lines, bad sound, poor lighting, questionable directing and worn out recorded music.
With the granddaughters it has been no different. Just like their mother, they are the stars of the performance - at least from where I sit. That was the case today too.
Having a little background in public performance, I have always been intrigued by the term, "break a leg." Yes, I know it means to perform so well you get to take a bow. It just sounds strange. I mean, to do good you get something bad - a broken leg? That makes me think that if you really do good, you get something really bad.
I told my granddaughter, "put an eye out." She looked at me strangely. She always looks at me strangely.
So does everyone else.
PMO
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