As one of the official chaperones for my husband's drama program - I get the luxury of going to the Shakespeare festival each fall. This year was the first in 4 that I have not been pregnant or breast feeding. And the normalized hormones were a welcome addition to the festivities.
My highlights:
- No kids. Or, at least, none of my own. I thought of them often but did not have to wrangle them.
- Teenagers dressed in black. Laughing, dancing in parking lots, yelling, hyper. And the one walking in circles around a tree, yelling angrily, didn't even phase me. Except to marvel at the fact that I used to hang out with other brooding teens dressed in black and yelling.
- A student lost his shoes. Seriously. And attempted to walk around campus barefoot and in the rain. After purchasing flip flops he received a call learning that another school found his shoes on their bus. How does this happen????
- We ate fast and fried for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. And then I had some more for snack.
- Clin directed the final scene from Taming of the Shrew. As a western. Who doubted it would work? Me. And it totally worked. 2nd place -and performed for everyone. Shazam Clin.
- I am still invisible to teenagers. I think. But a couple proved me wrong by putting my suitcase on the bus, and offering me an animal cracker.
- Dancing performances to inspire. And someone needs to put them on YouTube so that I can link them here and share them with you all.
And that is it. My life as a chaperone.
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