This weekend I had the pleasure of seeing my high school’s production of “Beauty and the Beast.” It was an amazing show and everybody did a great job. The costumes were gorgeous and the acting talent was phenomenal; especially those of the Beast, Belle, Cogsworth, Lumiere, Gaston, and Lefou. Towards the end I found myself almost in tears as the Beast lay dying (the Beast just so happened to played by a good friend of mine, Zach). Zach was amazing and really drew the audience in to the point where they were almost emotionally attached to him, I know I was. It was also really great to be back on my old theater stomping grounds. It was nice having a chance to see and talk to everyone. But it was also a tad bittersweet because my former theater director has resigned from his position and will no longer be running the theater department at my high school. He made it official with his “Beauty and the Beast” t-shirt that simply read “One Last Time” on the back. As I was leaving I found myself almost in tears again because I realized that most of the people I have worked with over the years are all going in different directions. We won’t be the close knit family that we used to be. I love change but at the same time I despise it. Why can’t we all just stay together and be the family that we always were? Why do things have to change so much? Why does it have to be one last time?
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