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Monday, August 10, 2009
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Was that the REAL play?
I was telling Judah this afternoon that I was really proud of him last night for doing such a great job delivering his lines in front of a live audience.
He said, "Was that the REAL play?"
"Yep," I said, "that was the real play."
"So I don't have to rehearsal anymore?"
Reminds me of a time when I was four. My mom had enrolled me in ballet lessons. After our big performance, I told her that I didn't want to go to practices anymore--I just wanted to be on stage. Sometimes I feel as though I'm raising myself.
He said, "Was that the REAL play?"
"Yep," I said, "that was the real play."
"So I don't have to rehearsal anymore?"
Reminds me of a time when I was four. My mom had enrolled me in ballet lessons. After our big performance, I told her that I didn't want to go to practices anymore--I just wanted to be on stage. Sometimes I feel as though I'm raising myself.
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