Children Waiting for the Day…

Episode 7: I want to be the Sun!

The First Grade Class was throwing a school play. It was about all the different seasons. There were many parts, like the Leaf for autumn, the Flower for spring, clouds, and etcetera. However, the star of the show was the Sun. Heather wanted to be the Sun.

Heather read all the Sun's lines (over 50 in total). She practiced, and practiced, and practiced. Eventually, she memorized ALL the lines.

The day had finally come, when Mrs. McLane would announce who got which part. Johnny was the Snowflake. Lisa was the Flower. Tommy and Gina were clouds. Finally, there were only two parts left: the Leaf and the Sun. Heather was very excited. When she auditioned, she blew everyone away with her acting ability. "And our Leaf is… Heather!!! Congratulations!!!" But, Heather was not happy. "But, teacher, I wanted to be the Sun." Mrs. McLane looked at her sympathetically. "I'm sorry, but I simply thought little Lindsay was better for the part."

Though Heather was rather upset, she dedicated herself to her part. Eventually, the day of the play had arrived. Heather was a little nervous about getting onstage, though.

The play could not be described as an achievement in Child Theater. Lindsay was particularly horrible in her art. She stuttered, tripped on stage, forgot lines, and constantly turned her back to the audience. But, she was so adorable; the audience (mostly parents of the children) simply clapped and cheered her on.

"Gee, mom. That girl SUCKS at this!"- said Mrs. McLane's son. "C'mon, Chris, this is only a kid's show. No one comes for the acting. Everyone comes simply to see their kids prance about on stage." 'But, wasn't there ANY kid that could do better?" "Well, there is this girl in my class, Heather. She recited her lines PERFECTLY." "Why didn't you pick her?" "Showbiz is more than talent. Chris. Looks play a big part. Lindsay was the cutest girl in my class. Heather, however, wasn't pretty enough." Chris simply nodded. He knew his mom knew what he was talking about. He walked out from backstage without ever noticing the little girl crying her eyes out in the corner. Heather had heard everything.

End