Mrs. Samson
was my first, as well as my second grade teacher, and she suggested our second
grade class stage a school play. I was convinced that I was her favorite
student, (though I might have thought differently at the conclusion of the
production). I was chosen to assume the role of the Fire Wizard; one
manifestation of that old faker, “The Wizard of Oz.”
I must
remind myself to ask my mother if she remembers attending that play. It is one
of the most poignant memories of my elementary years. I wore more cosmetics on
my face than the lady who ran our local Ritz Theater ticket window. My entire
face was covered in heavy red rouge or lipstick.
And since the whole of my
monologue consisted of two lines, I was able to give significant attention to
the dramatic elements of the production. (Reader, you should be smiling about
now). After all, without exception, my classmates and I were convinced we were
dealing with a ground breaking interpretation of that famous movie by the same
name of my character.
As I walked
onto the stage, I was greeted with laughter. The audience response set me back
a little, and I could only wonder if I’d missed the joke. But undeterred, I
quoted my lines with all the professionalism and seriousness of Clark Gable,
(or Don Knotts).
“I am Oz,
the great and the terrible. Who are you, and why do you seek me?”
And then, my short-lived elementary school acting career was over.
God giveth and
God taketh away. ‘Tis a pity. I was good.
If, indeed,
I am ever called upon for an encore, I will be ready, (since I still remember
my poignant and compelling lines).
By William McDonald, PHD. Excerpt from "Snapshots of a Life (Not Always So) Well Lived" Vol. 1. Copyright 2005
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