The production of the happy prince went over very well, everyone had a good time, and the audience was full of praise. About 75 people attended. But Rachel (the little match girl #2) is sick today and so I was enlisted to watch her and her sister while their mother (who did a fabulous job with costumes for the play - so I owe her) is at work. Most people view me as the person on the stage, havinf trouble believing that I might direct a Christmas play at the church, or be capable of caring for sick kids. They forget that I am a father, and with the comes alsorts of different perspectives, and talents.
It also makes you aware of how insignificant the pettiness of the comedy world.
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