I loved directing high school theater. I loved the process: selecting the play, preparing the text, gathering the cast of kids, helping them create the characters, bringing the words alive with movement, collaborating with the other adults on the team, moving to performance. And finally, hell week…but within that week, once I saw a rehearsal where the kids took the play, where they truly became the characters, that’s all I needed. The performances were for them, not me. I sat in the back of the dark auditorium, exhausted and proud but honestly, I dreamed of being home in my pj’s with Tuvia. The process and collaboration with my team and with my great kids was what I loved.
And now as an adult, taking up a guitar, in that student role, I have a great teacher who supports me, builds my confidence and provides important opportunities for growth. For years, I played for him and for Tuvia. This year I started working with a group of adult learners and last night was our first performance as a group. We were the cocktail party entertainment for a fundraiser at the Rockland Conservatory of Music, there to accompany a group of students, dancing Flamenco and it was…okay, fun, yes, okay. But like my directing high school theater, what I really loved was the process it took to get to the performance and the collaboration working with this group.
So even though we were stuck in a tiny space next to the elevator on one side, and the T shirt table on the right, we enjoyed playing together and hopefully the momentum will keep us going… It was fun to go public. And for once, playing in public, my hands weren’t shaking and then dessert at our favorite dinner- a waffle with strawberries.
And maybe today, we will be watching the next step to Health Care reform. Yes? Finally?