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Teen Ink Magazine, October 2006: Focus: Performing
Waiting by Chris T., Elmira, NY
Four anxious, solemn statues Bathed in eerie crimson light Guitars in hand, backstage we wait I, the farthest to the right Bulldozers push against my stomach
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In The Spotlight by Kathrin D., Rocky Hill, CT
The play went by much too quickly, but something happened to all of us: we become an ensemble.
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For Theater by Jessica S., Phoenix, AZ
Theater has been my most valuable experience. This is where I learn to trust myself and others which leads to exhilaration.
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The Gig by Tim K., Congers, NY
The crowd buzzed with anticipation as my four band members and I confidently strode onto the stage to plug in our guitars. It was our first performance at this venue and I was amazed to see how many kids from our school had come to listen.
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In My Element by Katie C., Tulsa, OK
I feel anxious, excited, nervous. I am just ready to get it over with. We have practiced for months. We run onto the floor. We run to our places and wait for those three ticks.
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Cappies by Suzanne D., Columbia, MD
No one is ever prepared to write their first review for The Cappies, a high school theater and journalism program that trains students to review school productions.
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Tears Only Ruin Your Make-up by Jacinda B., Poultney, VT
It might sound crazy, but in some ways this chaos is reassuring. Somehow, we always manage to pull together and go on with the show. It might not be the best, but the fact that we put on a performance is what’s important.
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First Guitar by David O., Shreveport, LA
The first guitar I ever played was my uncle’s old acoustic. The strings were wound way too tight and the action was so stiff I could hardly push the strings down, but I played it every day.
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Film Acting by Christine T., Dallas, TX
“There’s gonna be one less rugrat in this room!” The words rang in my ears as the convict pointed his gun against my head. The floodgates opened and tears poured down my face. No one in the courtroom moved; everyone was held silent in the grip of fear. A few seconds passed and the convict put down his gun, turning his back on me.
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Euphonium by Richard P., Gouverneur, NY
Playing the euphonium is one of the greatest pleasures in my life. For those unfamiliar with the instrument, it looks like a midget tuba. When I play it, I get to control everything. It’s just my instrument and me with endless possibilities. All that matters is that I do my best and have fun.
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Oh, Say Can You ... by Gina C., Riverton, IL
My incident not only was a horrible case of stage fright, but something I will never forget.
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Born to Perform by Jullian L., Auburn, NY
Many people take years to discover what makes them feel complete. Some never find it. Still, others are lucky and find what motivates them early in life. I’m one of the lucky ones - I learned what makes me tick, what makes me “me,” when I was just six. I found myself on a stage.
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