Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time in a land far far away called Salem, Indiana there lived a very very average girl named Stacy.  Ok, that is enough of that.  I made the very unfortunate decision to try out for the Salem High School play my senior year.  The play was Cinderella and I got the lead! (Don't be too impressed because it was standard procedure that a senior gets the lead.)  Looking back I have to say that it would be painfully obvious to any person that an almost 6 foot tall, brunette--extremely clumsy--Cinderella would not be the perfect choice.

The part of Cinderella that everyone remembers is where she runs off at midnight and leaves her glass slipper at the ball.  It is very difficult to find a glass slipper these days--let alone one in a size 10!  The answer to this problem was to take silver sequins and cover dance heels.  In our production of Cinderella this is how it went:

1.  The clock struck midnight.
2.  Cinderella (me) dashes off the stage.
3.  The shoes doesn't fall off my foot.
4.  I realize this very significant issue when I am already off the stage.
5.  I take the shoe off and throw the gigantic sequined missile onto the stage.
6.  I did not win any Tony awards for this performance.

After 22 years my family still laughs about that shoe sailing across the stage.  Not only were my mom and sister there but the Aunts, Uncles, my grandmother and cousins saw my theatrical masterpiece as well.  We found a copy of the video tape of my shining moment not too long ago at Diane's house.  Of course they had to put the tape in to see how funny the show was.  Diane's daughters, Liz & Allie, and my daughter, Alexis all watched.   I can honestly say that we were party to exposing an entirely new generation to the horror of Salem High School theater.