I was surprisingly calm during auditions. I sang the first verse of "Home" from the broadway musical Beauty and the Beast (which surprisingly, my drama teacher didn't know...) I thne sang "Happy Birthday" to my drama teacher, even though it was Lee's birthday. My teachers wanted to know how high I could sing. On the Happy birthday, dear somebody when it gets really high, I hit the high note and my two teachers shared a look. I'm hopeful. But there are two senior girls who would be good for the part: Emily and Liz. I think that Liz has the best chance, but she's really tall. There are two guys who will probably be the Beast and the prince, though I'm not sure which will be which- Jeremiah or Matt. My friend Amy will probably be Madame Rondeau, Beauty's mother, since she's always the mom in plays (Goldilocks- mama bear, Cinderella- the queen (prince's mom)) though she wants to be Helen. I could see her as both. Alyssa will be Isabel and Amanda will be Marguerite, Beauty's older sisters. They played the stepsisters in Cinderella. Madison will be the old woman (enchantress) and Allyson will be a princess. Cy will be Graspo or one of the moving objects. You can see the script (or part of it) here so that you know what parts I'm talking about.
To be completely honest, I feel really at peace with auditions. I'll find out Monday. Keep crossing your fingers for me, and I'm saying the Litany of Humility every day:
O Jesus! meek and humble of heart, Hear me.
From the desire of being esteemed, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being loved, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being extolled, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being honored, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being praised, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being preferred to others, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being consulted, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being approved, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being humiliated, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being despised, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of suffering rebukes, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being calumniated, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being forgotten, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being ridiculed, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being wronged, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being suspected, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being loved, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being extolled, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being honored, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being praised, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being preferred to others, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being consulted, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the desire of being approved, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being humiliated, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being despised, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of suffering rebukes, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being calumniated, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being forgotten, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being ridiculed, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being wronged, Deliver me, Jesus.
From the fear of being suspected, Deliver me, Jesus.
That others may be loved more than I,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may be esteemed more than I,
That others may be esteemed more than I,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That, in the opinion of the world, others may increase and I may decrease,
That, in the opinion of the world, others may increase and I may decrease,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may be chosen and I set aside,
That others may be chosen and I set aside,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may be praised and I unnoticed,
That others may be praised and I unnoticed,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may be preferred to me in everything,
That others may be preferred to me in everything,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
That others may become holier than I, provided that I may become as holy as I should,
That others may become holier than I, provided that I may become as holy as I should,
Jesus, grant me the grace to desire it.
It's a very beautiful prayer
On another note, we're getting a german shepherd pup. That was Lee's birthday present. We're getting a girl, and Lee wants to name her Ivy. I personally like Edelweiss better, but it's his puppy. His actual present had Scooby Snacks, a dog bowl, a tug-o-war rope, a leash, and a squeeky toy. Elli thought that the Scooby Snacks were cereal and we joked that the leash was for Lee. Okay, I need to work on my paper, because there will be at least 5 or 6 11-year-old boys at my house tonight for Lee's birthday and there's no way I'll be able to get any homework done then. Adios!
