"Why are you doing this? What is your purpose?"
Well, Mr. Director. Right now I'm doing the show because I like to sing, and wear pretty dresses, and act. I like the fact that I talk in the show. I have a moment that probably will be forgotten, but could be remembered. I feel pretty in my dance tights, and in all the costumes. This whole theatre thing is basically a job. I don't know many other teens who put in fourteen hours of work towards one thing during the course of two days. But, that's why I love theatre. You end up having to bond with a group of masochistic people. We all are masochistic if we're willing to throw ourselves under all this negativity that comes with the arts.
And, thrillingly enough, I want to make art be one of my majors next year. I am putting myself through the pain of auditioning, the possibility to fail, and be judged for the rest of my career. Honestly, it's a little daunting. No one wants to be judged. Heavens, you're judged the moment you walk through the front doors of high school. (So what if I LOVE man-sweats. I'm not totally judged the fact that it's snowing that you're hardly wearing a skirt.)
So, what is my purpose? I don't really know. I do know that I want to stop judging so much, because I am walking towards a life style where being judged is like going to sleep at night.
Anywho.
My director, who hasn't always given us this light, "you can do this" attitude, gave us such an inspiration to keep going, to keep pushing for you.
So when we run through Act One, I'm dedicating it to YOU. You who are judged and mistreated. You are fantastic, my dears.
