173 2011

When I was at school, school shows were dire things. Stutters and clumsy gestures, lack of projection or extreme and uncontrolled over acting, and that uneasy sense of pity mixed with despair.

It all changes as a parent, when the show becomes an uneasy moment of pride clashing with previous experiences.

And tonight. Yet another amazing school production which, quick honestly, has professional quality performances on a regular basis. I am astounded. Again. And proud. And vaguely disappointed that my own school settled for so much less. Or I did.

Photo comment: usually I would not post something quite so processed, but I thought it pretty and therefore it’s in! :)

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