After the play is over...

Tonight was the last night of the play I've been in for the last three weeks. Personally, it was lots of fun  but I was ready for it to be over. Not so the eight preteen girls in the play. Much hugging, a few tears, but lots of nice comments about how much fun we had. I did have one fun compliment from the father of one of the girls in the play. He said that even though he loved his daughter he like my part in the play the best of all.  He thought I was good and nasty. One tradition of the last night of the show is the strike. The whole set is disassembled, props put away, costumes dealt with and generally all signs of the play cleared away.  While I am always glad to help I did pull the age card this evening. I am happy to deal with small props and costumes but I drew the line at carrying furniture down to the storage tunnel. Happily, there were plenty of youngsters around to do the heavier lifting - there is an advantage to being in a play with lots of young people. Old lady parts are few and far between but I hope another role comes along, maybe next year.