There's A Place For Us
I am sitting in class and my friend turns over and says "You know what musical the school is putting on next?" and me, fighting the theater geek within say "Oh no, not that one!" and she jumps in her chair and says "Yes, friend THAT one!" and I about jumped up and screamed. West Side Story holds a spot in my heart that nothing can ever surpass. It was the happiest time in my high school theater days, the peak of my vocal talents, when I was the queen of multi-tasking an entrance into honor society, having honor classes, holding a 3.85GPA and when I felt the happiest being a teenager. It was when I was too much of a vocal asset to my teacher that I couldn't get a lead role because I was too busy coaching others. I was teaching our little 'Maria' to clean up her C#'s and harmonizing with 'Anita' in her alto notes. I was helping the female singers keep a note and running after the boys to keep them in character. I practiced with all the cast EVERY single day for 3 months straight.
I hope she's wrong. Why? Because with my retarded schedule, I would NOT be able to do this play for our college, and knowing its being done and I'm not a part of it, will break my heart.
I hope she's wrong. Why? Because with my retarded schedule, I would NOT be able to do this play for our college, and knowing its being done and I'm not a part of it, will break my heart.