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mothers pride...............and i'm not talking about bread
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
At 15.00hrs this afternoon I was esconced in a dressing room doing my make up artiste bit decorating performers with stage make up. There were two shows, i'm not going to bother telling you about the first, apart from there was a kid who has her hair in corn rows and it made her look like a klingon!

The second show didn't need so much makeup, there was a smaller cast, and the makeup wasn't as specialised either.

My princess had one of the leads she had to audition for it earlier this year and worked on this play whilst she was in Joseph as well.

Before she left the dressing room she asked me not to go sit where she could see me. Fair enough, it was sold out anyway so I made my way to up by the lighting guys and hid there. (I could do that cos I was team makeup)

The play opened.

In the second scene my princess had her first bit. She was fantastic. I know i have to say that but seriously, she was fecking fantastic. She was clear, her voice carried to the rear of the theatre without a mic. Her charactorisation spot on during her monologue. She was perfect.

And as she spoke, soft tears began to fall down my face.
My heart swelled so much with pride.
The tears didn't stop.

In one scene, in the spotlight, she had to use several different voices to denote charactors, she is talking to herself. The voices were fantastic and the audience recognised it by a chuckle and a clap.

Later on she again is centre stage in the spotlight. She has to transform in front of the audience from a small mousy girl to a strong confident girl. She got a large round of applause and whoops and cheers.

Still my silent tears fell.

The finale.

Princess has to accept an award during the finale.
I had stood up from my hiding place at this point and cheered and clapped with the auidience, tears falling still.

If only you could all understand what this means to me.
yeah I know you've all had proud moments......But this is something special.

Princess in her first years at school was bullied. It was a trauma that has had a massive impact on her. It left her quiet, insecure, unconfident with awfully low self esteem. nothing we could do or say could really make a lot of difference..............
until she was finally old enough to join the youth theatre.

Under the amazing guidance of the fabulous staff there, two in particular N and L, my princess has changed hugely. she is unrecognisable from the child she was.

Tonight, i sit with tears in my eyes, as i thank those wonderful people for helping my girl realise within herself how damn special she is.

as we left the dressing room after the performance i lost count of how many people told her she was wonderful.

mothers pride

god i'm proud of my girl

Love
l
xxxxx

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