Lincoln High School

For most students at Lincoln High School, today is no different than any other regular school day. For me however, its the day Ive been looking forward to for over a month. Today is the day when our embarrassing work during numerous evening rehearsals pays off. Today is the day when the hundreds of hours put into making costumes, building the set, and intricate make up designs are displayed. Today is the day we overt the show.One by 1 the students filter into the theater room. For the first evening performance, call is at 500, but by the time Ive arrived at 430 room 220 is al constitute filled with students busily preparing for the show. Costumes begin to disappear from the costume closet and a thin layer of powder and skim makeup appears on the counter. I manage to squeeze my way through the mob of people standing around, chatting, applying makeup, or curling hair and find myself a wonderful seat in front of the mirror. As I sit down Im overcome with a thick, chocking cloud of h airspray.Over the near hour students slowly transform into their characters, no longer the same people who walked through the door earlier this evening. The director enters and shouts Twenty minutes until showMyself, and everyone one else in the theater room echoes in response, Thank you twenty You can almost feel the level of excitement rising. The chattering gets a little louder. currently after the announcement, the cast gather around the tables and began to stretch. The chattering dies down, and I begin to reflect over what weve accomplished over the last month and a half. v minutes until the show starts. Everyone circles up and join hands so the seniors can continue on the tradition of The Energy Circle. Are you ready? Everyone replies in their stage whisper, Yeahhhhh Then lets get ready to rumble The wave is started around the circle. It goes around once, twice, and than dies out. Its time to report to our places.As everybody waits, fasten in the wings of the stage, my mind begins to race with questions. What if I forget my line? What if I miss a cue? My thoughts are intercepted with the dimming of the lights. Black out. Everyone quickly, but piano gets into their opening position and freezes. The lights come up, and the show begins.Time starts to fly by. We are performing the show better than at any rehearsal. Before I fare it Im taking a bow. The crowd is cheering wildly. The lights go out and the cast exits off stage. Only moments later, the senior dip begins to fill with parents, grandparents, siblings, and friends. I am overjoyed to see some of my friends, and immediately I am bombarded with hugs and positive reviews.Soon, people begin to pull away from their family and friends because there are duties and chores that motivating to be taken care of before anyone can leave. Costumes are gathered, neatly hung up and the makeup grime is wiped off of the counter. The floor is moped, the tables are cleaned, and the chairs are pushed in, ready for s tudents in class tomorrow. The room is spotless, and we are allowed to go home and rest to prepare for another show tomorrow night.