Day Twelve

March 31st.

Today would have been the opening night of my school production, Grease.

We auditioned and were cast back in early February and had been rehearsing ever since. This would have been the highlight of my year.  I was playing Rizzo, it was my dream part as I could put some real life and swagger into my performance.

I’d been looking forward to the production since being made Head Chorister in September. I suppose I’d been looking forward to it since I was in year 4 and watched the then year 6s perform theirs in the school theatre. Singing and drama are my ‘thing’. Taking a lead role in my school performance was a dream come true.

I will be a Performing Arts Scholar when I join Alderley Edge School for Girls in September. There will be plenty of performances there. I was just excited to finish my time at Pownall Hall with the production, in our historic school theatre.

We sat and talked about it last night. I felt better. On reflection, missing out on a production isn’t that big a deal at the moment when over 1,800 people have now died in the UK, nearly 400 today alone.

But it still made me feel sad. I went to bed knowing that at that moment I should have been taking the final curtain on opening night. But I also feel guilty about feeling sad.

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