Getting on stage, my hands and knees were shaking and my heart was beating so fast that it felt like I ran a mile or two. "This is it. All eyes on me. I'm so dead! ", I thought. I heard whispers down stage, fingers were pointing at me and moments later, the floor director yelled, "......and action!".
It started out pretty good. I was doing well until I forgot some lines about half way through the first page. o_O
I paused.
Everyone was in silence, waiting for me to continue. I was sweating so hard and my heart was beating a lot faster. I was in complete mental block!
I didn't know what to do that tears started rolling down my eyes.
The only words that came out from my mouth were,
"Crispin! Basilio! Give me back my kids!"
I kept saying that over and over and guess what?
Everyone applauded! I even got a standing ovation. haha. Everyone praised me when I got off the stage and told me that I was as good as my father during his days. To my surprise, not mastering the script was actually a good thing ;)
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