It’s a rainy, windy, wet and gray day in Wisconsin. Mary insisted that is was going to be sunny today. That obviously didn’t turn out. But I love days like these, and they’re actually the perfect kind of days to write a post, which I haven’t done in forever. I should have written this a few days ago, but the Internet’s been down, and I’ve been very “laid-back” about the blog recently. But no more! Here goes nothing-
Since the beginning of July, I have been working on my school’s high school play, “Murder in the House of Horrors”. It sounds scary, but it’s actually a Murder Mystery/ Comedy that involves some audience interaction. This led me to believe that the play was going to be a flop, as people in Cashton are kind of not really-semi-not-at-all-interested in the arts. But I knew even if the play wasn’t a huge hit, it would be super fun to be in anyway. I also didn’t expect it to turn out well because the director isn’t the best, and was gone for a lot of the summer practice. Colleen actually supervised practices a few times. You can read about it somewhere. I’d put a link, but I don’t really know how to do that yet, and I haven’t tried to find out. So, Kate that’s your cue, you’re the only one who know’s how to do that.
Thursday night’s play went very smoothly, and then came Saturday night’s show. Cale had promised he was going to come wearing a handmade shirt saying something about a Clare Bear instead of Care Bears. Thankfully, he didn’t keep on that promise. But he came anyway, along with Mary, Aurora and all the kids. Needless to say, the kids got very restless during the performance (along with Mary, who can’t sit through one play to save her life). They had to go to the cafeteria a few times to pick out which cupcakes they were going to eat at intermission.
At one point the audience was allowed to ask questions directed toward the suspects. Not to my surprise, Little Claire got a question in. It wasn’t a bad question, but when I was seven years old, I would have been terrified of doing such a thing. But this was coming from the same little girl who had decided to participate in a talent show when she was about three or four, and had proudly gone up and sang, horserides, horserides, horserides, horserides, over an over again until the kind older lady running the little show stopped her. And everyone there knew exactly who we were. It was a pretty laughable experience. Cale also got a question in, as he told me he would. He decided to ask if I had someone killed the victim. I was playing a police officer, so this was not even a possibility, and it was extremely hard for me to sit onstage without bursting out in laughter. Cale’s a great guy to have at a play. I’m not really sure if he enjoyed the performance, but he came anyway.
To clarify- the giant flower bursting forth from my shirt is from our garden. It was brought as my “bouquet” and is not a ridiculous part of my costume.
All in all, it was a great experience, and if ever you get the chance to be a drama production, I’d encourage you to take it. If you’ve already participated in one, you know what I mean.
Also, Claire someone came away with one of the props from the play. Who knows how this happened, but hey, she’s a Slattery isn’t she?