Give me your hands, if we be friends....
Last night I went to watch one of my 6th formers in Midsummer Nights Dream. I hadn't realised that in the centre of London, slightly off the beaten track behind the wine bars and Italian restaurants there is a tiny theatre that amater groups can put plays on at. It was charming.
In the audience were a good deal of my 6th formers, behaving as any decent Shakespearian audience should and laughing at jokes that I'm not entirely convinced Shakespear would have intended to be funny. After the show, my boy went to find his friends, still in his silver costume with glitter in his hair and they embraced him with enthusiasm. No mocking or taunting (or at least only legitimately - in short, they got the joke). I turned my head to see them all together, for him, as I left the theatre. As I got to the door the boy ran up to me to ask me what I thought, while behind him his friends waved and smiled. I said the right thing and then walked away to a chorus of 'see you tomorrow Miss'.
Last night was the time of someones life... doing what you love because you want to and being accepted for it. Last night night was what dreams are made of and I have to confess, to you - not to anyone else, that as I snuggled up into my bed later on I felt horribly and bitterly jealous.
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(30.1.06 12:50) 'My boy went to find his friends, still in his silver costume with glitter in his hair' - for a moment I thought you meant your boyfriend. |
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(30.1.06 12:56) He wishes! |
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(30.1.06 12:59) if only someone had told us (and we would have listened) how brill being 16/17/18 actually was... |
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(30.1.06 13:03) I know Em... and how lovely those boys were to be so supportive (sniff) |
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(30.1.06 15:32) But you love what you do to don't you? So there's no need to be jealous...apart from not being able to go rouond with glitter hair as a grown up which does suck a little bit. |
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(30.1.06 15:41) Oh I love it... I think it was more of a I'm nearly 30 and I'll never be that young and anything-is-possiblish again! |
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(30.1.06 15:58) Ah bless you, I know that feeling! |
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(14.5.06 01:52) its a terrible thing to admit and i know what you mean. we have only sensible shoes and botox to look forward to... |