You know the old joke about someone not being able to walk and chew gum? It might have been first said about me. One of my more embarrassing moments regarding walking occurred during the first rehearsal for our high school graduation. We were to process in, two people at a time, side by side, doing the hesitation step. I was the first to go in, with my partner, not because either of us had received any special awards but because he was the tallest boy and I was the tallest girl in the class, so we would be in the back row on stage. We were told very clearly to step out on our left foot. So of course, as the music started, I stepped forward on my right foot, only to hear my principal bellow "Left foot, Cohrs!" Cohrs being my maiden name. I was so embarrassed, being a very shy person anyway, back then.
Side note, six years later when I got married, my father and I were in complete agreement that we would NOT be doing the hesitation step up the aisle.
Well, it wasn't quite that bad at rehearsal for "The Best Christmas Pageant Ever" this evening, but I did realize that I really can't walk and read my script at the same time. It took me several walks across the front of the sanctuary to end up in the right place at the right time in my little speech, and to exit promptly. Now I don't mind repeating a scene over and over until I get it right, but I felt sorry for, and self conscious about, everyone else standing around waiting for their turn. But I know tomorrow will be better. That's why we practice.
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