That’s the beauty of college theatre… we don’t get paid but when we can tell a story that touches lives, there’s nothing better.
The Diary of Anne Frank has come to a close tonight. As we bowed for our last curtain call and the audience stood, I had to hold back tears. It was our last show. We had two shows today and both had a full house. What can I say about my family, my cast… words cannot possibly describe their dedication, creativity and love for this show. Every show we’ve done we were all in it to drive the show forward as if we’ve never told the story before. Each time was for the first time. For instance: The Frank family had a “Frank family goal” set as we stood in place before entering on stage. It helped.
It’s so hard right now. Anne is still with me, but I honestly feel like I’ve been removed from my family. That’s how tight we were. Our cast was wonderful. Our director, Drew… well, besides the director I feel like he was a father figure for our cast… our tall, tough-loving Jewish Dad. I learned a lot, that’s for damn sure.
My father in the show, Otto Frank, or rather my friend Dan, both agreed that we kinda don’t know what to do with ourselves. It will be odd… What the hell are we going to do with all this time on our hands!? Homework? psht! Ha… yeah it’s definitely time to play catch up. Only this really breaks it down for me, I see how different life is when I’m involved with a show whether it’s tech work or acting. Life is more brilliant and full of energy! Of course it gets tough, but making it through those rough times makes the outcome of the show that much better. This is why I know I need to be involved with theatre, there’s always room for progress, the team work, and there’s always something else to look forward to.
See, here’s my next question for myself and for Drew (I just laughed at myself): “What’s next?” Sure thanksgiving is next week, only I don’t want to fall out of this high. I won’t let myself. I’m already in line to act in a play with Dan (Otto), our stage manager jeanette, and co-blogger Megan, who will direct us. I’ll write more about that production later.
Wow. So this show is over with, huh. Crazy. I wish it wasn’t. Christ I’m psyched that I get to see my fam tomorrow for strike!
“July 6th, 1942. A few days ago father began to talk about going into hiding. He said it would be very difficult for us to live cut off from the rest of the world. He sounded so serious I felt scared. ‘Don’t worry Anneke, we’ll take care of everything. Just life your carefree life while you can.’