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Friday, April 11, 2014

I think my daughter's being hounded by the paparazzi...


She's the one that they want. Oooh, oooh, oooh.

Yes, as one who's never content to lurk in the shadows with the other children...


... Amelie burst into the spotlight yesterday afternoon to take part in a children's production of 'Grease'...


According to Wikipedia, "The show tackles such social issues as teenage pregnancy and gang violence; its themes include love, friendship, teenage rebellion, sexual exploration during adolescence, and, to some extent, class consciousness/class conflict", so it seemed like the perfect holiday activity for our five-year-old. And it took place in a church, so it came with God's blessing too.

Amelie spent four afternoons this week in the St George's Church crypt (so they really should have done 'Dracula') rehearsing an entire show from scratch with a group of twenty 4-to-12-year-olds, before performing it to the parents yesterday afternoon. Due to a slight miscommunication between me and my wife, I'd booked the whole day off work to attend, when I could have just left half an hour early, but given that they'd had a total of fifteen hours to prepare, I assumed they'd be putting on the entire two-and-a-half-hour musical, complete with twenty songs and intricate dance routines, and I'd need plenty of time to queue up for the ice creams.

As it transpired, the show was done and dusted in twenty-five minutes, but I have to admit it was very good. Particularly my daughter, who, to be honest, was the only one I was watching. Here's a five minute medley of her highlights...


Bearing in mind that the only entry requirement was a willingness to withstand the Grease financial crisis that resulted from paying the fees, and that it was a group of mixed ability kids with a wide age range who were thrown together for a few afternoons in an attempt to put on a show, I thought they did remarkably well. It was a bit like 'The Young Ones' but without the attempted kidnapping. Or Rik Mayall.

Amelie had two lines, one being "Hi Frenchie" and the other "There ain't no such thing", which was her character's opinion on love. I completely missed them both with the camera, but she delivered them with all the confidence and timing of a young Meryl Streep. And the hair of Toni Basil. Admittedly she sometimes got her right arm mixed up with her left arm during the dance routines, but the fact that she managed to remember a four-minute sequence of moves when she can barely remember to shut the bathroom door to stop Toby chucking stuff down the toilet, was a source of great pride for us.

She was as pretty as a picture too..


She looks just like me there. Although I haven't worn a dress since my hair fell out.

2 comments:

A Biased Woman said...

That could well be my favourite video of all time. Go Am!

Phil's Mum said...

I put it down to all the training she has had from her Auntie Rachel over the years!