“Eddie, you love me don’t you?” “You know I do. What do you want me to do this time?
” Now I know I am in trouble.
“It’s nothing really, did you hear about the play the sophomore class is putting on in the spring?” “Yes, each class is
putting one on.” I am sensing impending doom. “This year the class sponsors got together and decided to do
something different. Instead of doing traditional, well known plays they decided to allow each class to choose a
theme and let them write their own play and put it on.” We are going in a circle so that everyone gets an opportunity
to participate. It seems every time I think of something someone else has the same idea. Finally I have an idea that I
think might be worth something and nobody else said it first. “Maybe we could do something with a patriotic theme,
everyone here is talented, except perhaps me, with either musical instruments, singing or dancing. I know a lot of
you have been hoping our play would be a musical so you can show those talents off. What if we did something like
a USO show? We could pretend we are holding auditions for acts to visit our troops and the people auditioning would
do it for our audience. The grand finale could maybe be a song everyone knows and could include the audience.”
Everyone is looking at me like I just grew a second head. “Or not, sorry it was just a thought.”