4 of 8 spent her days last week at Drama Camp, a five day extravaganza of script writing, plot pruning, costume designing, singing, dancing fun.
And I have to admit, I was a little trepidatious about turning 4 of 8 loose on the stage. I didn't know how she would feel in a boisterous group, trying to listen for instructions. I didn't know if the camp counselors had experience with the hearing impaired. And I didn't know if 4 of 8 would get a little shy on stage, if she would clam up.
She loved it. She reveled in it. She stayed in character, she made the crowd laugh.
I definitely think she has the bug now. She's says acting is better than soccer.
That's a big wow.
And of course, the whole experience was sweetened by the fact that SH, 4 of 8's spectacular BFF, was also at the camp and is a veteran of song and stage. She showed 4 of 8 the ropes, she encouraged 4 to not hold back, to act full-out, to project, to enunciate.
So we learned a lot last week. We learned that 4 of 8 can grab hold of a character and sell it. We learned that people understood her just fine. We learned that best buddies in real life can have a ball being social opposites on stage. We learned that seeing 4 of 8 act on a public stage makes us a little teary-eyed.
Oh, and I learned one more thing...
It is really, really hard to discreetly nurse a flailing 22 month old whilst sitting in the audience in a theatre designed in the round.