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We started Willy Wonka the Musical practice this week.  I am LOVING it!

Yesterday we did a workshop on defining our characters.  So, my son Augustus and I sat down to create a background for our family.  Here it is in a nutshell:  We are a wealthy German family, but I grew up poor and was often hungry.  So when I married Augustus’ dad I promised myself that Augustus would never be hungry.  That’s why I feed him all the time.  My goal in life is to make sure Augustus is happy.  What’s so wrong with that?  🙂

While my stage son and I were talking, I asked him where he went to school.  Turns out he goes to the same school Mark does.  And, he’s the same age as Mark.  And, yes, he knows Mark.  We had that moment of wide-eye opening, “You’re kidding!!!” looks.  Then, I was faced with a dilemma.  Do I ask if he likes Mark?  Or do I let it go?

Have you ever known me to let something go?  Of course I asked him!  He said, “Yeah.  I think he’s funny!”  Whew.  Mark said he thought they had PE and maybe drama together in 6th grade, but no classes together last year. 

So, my two sons know each other!  Weird…

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I was looking for something for Karen to do this summer, and remembered that a production company that is based in our school district does a camp for the month of June and then puts on a musical at the end.  So, I looked into that, and this year they are doing “Willy Wonka.”  The difference, though, is that this year adults are also in the musical.  (In the past they have had two separate productions.)

As I read the information, I thought about a comment I had made in our Bible Study group a couple of months ago.  I said one thing I regretted not doing was trying out for musicals and plays in high school and college.  Now here was my chance!  I thought about it for several days, not telling anyone my thoughts.  Then, two days before the deadline, I gathered up enough nerve to tell Tom. 

Which seemed really strange.  Why would I be so uneasy about telling my husband?  The man I’ve loved for more than 20 years?  Did I think he would laugh?  Was I afraid he would scoff?  I don’t know, but I didn’t expect the reaction I got.  His eyes lit up, and he said, “I think you should TOTALLY do it!  Famous people are always saying, ‘I just walked into an audition and…’  I really think you should!!”  Wow.

So, the next day I told Karen, thinking that if I was going to try out, she would too.  Nope.  Not interested.  She LOVED the idea of the camp.  LOVED the idea of performing.  HATED the idea of trying out.  WHAT?!?!?  I assured her that the girl across the street tried out two years ago by singing Happy Birthday.  I assured her that since it was a camp, everyone  gets to be in it.  You may just be in the chorus (or in this case, and Oompa Loompa), but you get to be on stage.  Nope.  Still not interested.  I even told her that she’d only have to try out in front of a couple of adults.  No one else.  Uh-uh.  No way.

After she left for school, I went ahead and sent in my info for an audition.  No turning back now.  I decided not only would I be doing something I’ve always wanted to try, but I’d be teaching Karen a lesson as well.  Get out there and do something out of your comfort zone.  You may always regret it if you don’t.

When I showed up at the audition, every single person trying out came up to my hip.  I felt like Gulliver on his trip to Lilliputia.  I went up to the desk and asked, “This is for adults, too, right?”  The girl behind the desk assured me it was, but that I was the only one during this particular audition time.  Ah.  I felt better after some teenagers came through the doors.  Now when we did the dance steps, I wouldn’t look like Dorothy surrounded by the Munchkins.

After I sang my audition song and fumbled through the dance steps, I was so proud of doing it!  I stepped out of the box and lived to tell about it!

That night, I got a call that they wanted me to come back and sight read some music and do a cold read of the script.  I was thrilled beyond words!  I felt 30 years younger!  As giddy as a school girl!

I had so much fun at the callbacks.  It was great to see and hear kids read and act.  Oh, and I was definitely the oldest one there.  I could have easily been the mother of anyone in the room.  It didn’t bother me, though.  I figured if the director didn’t think I was too old, then I was good with it.

I read for one part-Mrs. Gloop.  She and her son, Augustus are from Germany and eat A LOT.  I pulled out this German accent and took off, rubbing the head of my son, pinching his cheeks, etc.  The director started laughing and later said she could watch that scene over and over it was so funny.

I left that day higher than a cloud!  No matter what happened, I had done my best.

Today, I found out that I got the part of Mrs. Gloop!  I was home alone and screamed and danced around!  It has already been such a wonderful experience.

AND, my point to Karen was made.  This week she told me that she was going to play the violin with a few other students for the Volunteer Breakfast at school.  She said, “At first, I wasn’t going to, but then I thought about what you said.  About later regretting not doing something that you might be a little afraid of, so I decided to go ahead and do it.”  WOW!  

I honestly don’t know how this could have turned out better.  I’ve thanked God several times already, and will definitely do so during my bedtime prayer.  And, I will go to sleep with a smile on my face!  Gute nacht, meine freunde!

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