Opening Night!
Such excitement.
The first time to perform for an audience.

Saturday Evening!! All arrive belonging.
All, without prompting, get into costumes, check props, fix hair and add makeup. As if they have been doing this forwver.
Sunday Matinee!!!
One final show.
ALL determined to make it the BEST!
Then an hour after the thank yous
and an hour after bouquets of flowers are awarded,
STRIKE oocurs.
Then the stage is bare again, as if nothing at all happened this weekend.

All are home, with the music still playing in their heads
And dreams of next year’s musical!
Simple yet profound! What performer hasn’t felt this emptiness, after all that work and life, the empty stage again. And yet- I love your ending of “music still playing in their heads”- so true! And dreams of next year’s show. What is real, after all, but what we hold inside us?
Very nice slice/poem with the perfect images inserted at the perfect places.
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Thanks for sharing the play experience; so like life…very full moments, and then suddenly things are quiet.
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Our school play is right around the corner- and this just makes me remember all the chaos is worth it. 🙂
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School musicals are special. I did them when I was younger and have such fond memories of them.
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Oh this post made me long to be in a musical again. Everything starts off slow like a waltz then suddenly the music kicks in, choreography is taught, lines are memorized and then it’s opening night. The blurriness of the photo suits how it feels to the actors when the show is over. We blink and suddenly it’s just a stage again.
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Just a few days ago you were busy buying props and taking care of the small details. And now it’s over. But you are right, the glow and music and memories will live on for the kids. There’s something very special about being a part of a school play.
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Such fun! Musicals are a blast, and I love the way you’ve documented the spirit of the weekend.
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The quick pace of this post makes the performance weekend just fly by for us readers, as it must have felt for you. Happy moments, nonetheless! And a chance to pause, reflect, and ponder what the stage will hold next.
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