Recital Night, Act I: The Show Must Go On

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Karenna loves dances.  She lives dance.  She adores her dance teachers.

She talked us into adding an extra dance class this year, so that in addition to an hour and a half of ballet and tap once a week, she would also have an hour per week of modern.

When she was asked to join apprentice ballet for another night a week at fifteen minutes, we talked it over, then talked to her ballet teacher, then talked to Karenna as well.  We wanted to make sure school work always came first.

Karenna's part in the Nutcracker was much longer this year than in previous years.  She was a boy in the party scene.  This meant she'd be on for several songs.  It also meant weeks of extra practices. She was able to do this and keep up with her school work.  (Though I will admit getting her moving some mornings was tougher than others.)

On the night of the show I had to help her into her costume which fit over her leotard.  Her costume was actually a large pair of short pants which were pinned to fit her itty bitty waist, a large shirt which we had to tuck int the pants, a brown jacket, and a black cap.  Once  adjusted, she made such a cute little boy! (I have a few photos I plan to post elsewhere.)

When it was time for her to line up backstage, I decided to take a seat in the audience.  She hadn't rehearsed in costume and I really wanted to see her perform.  I took my seat in the front row on the right as the show was about to start.

According to Karenna, during the party scene, she heard or felt something snap, but didn't know what it was.  Her next part was to go to toward the Christmas tree and jump.  She did this and soon discovered what had snapped.  It was a safety pin.  Her pants fell.

I expected a few chuckles.  I expected Karenna to cry.  As a mother, I didn't know what to do.  Should I run backstage?  No. There would be people back there to help her.  I waited.

Karenna picked up her pants and continued for a while doing her dance as perfectly as one could while holding pants up with one hand and a horn in the other.  She was not shaken.  Her feet and other arms were doing exactly what they were supposed to do.  Her face showed no sign that something was wrong.

Eventually when the kids returned to their families, one of the party women helped Karenna with her pants.  Her shirt remained slightly out-tucked for the remainder of the show.  She was one of the last party children to leave the scene.  Good job, Karenna!

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