Deep Thoughts by Sparky Polastri

Tales of a crazed dance, musical theatre and cheerleading coach. I've got the blonde, I've got the big smile, I've got the loud voice. I'm missing the boobs.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

I pray for two left feet

You know what sucks? You can't be frustrated at a kid who just can't do it. If he WON'T do something, or he's not trying hard enough, or not practising enough, fine. You can be frustrated at that.

But if the kid is perfectly nice and TRYING his DARNDEST to master the simplest of steps, you are not allowed to rip your hair out. Even if his darndest sucks.

Ok, we're talking about the same kid here from previous posts. You know how people say "he's got two left feet?". Uh, yeah, I wish he did. Most people with two left feet can at least balance on one and not fall over.

Maybe he'd be better with just the one foot? At least then he wouldn't keep stepping on the other and tripping himself up.

The real shocker is that this kid is apparently a really good soccer player. Maybe David Beckham is a crap-ass dancer too?

I'm choreographing a number with three characters in it. Basically, because I knew the level of this kid, I have him standing in the middle while the other two move around him. He still manages to screw that up. How? I'm not sure.

The best part? In this scene the characters are all holding newspapers. He asks me "are we allowed to have scriptures in the newspapers?"

I'm sure he meant scripts, but little does he know, the scriptures will be posted backstage, so we can all pray he doesn't trip the other two and take them all down with him.

Please take a moment to bow your head and pray to the Lord of the Dance.

1 Comments:

  • At 5:40 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Would that be the gospel according to Daisie?

     

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