I can’t act and I really can’t sing, so who would have ever thought I’d be the assistant director of a secondary school musical. What’s even more surprising is that it turned out!
This was definitely because I was not on my own. The head of the drama department spent the majority of her career in acting and was on the real Broadway. She headed up the production and helped out however I could. It was a pleasure to learn from someone as knowledgeable as her.
Here are some pictures of the performance which ran on the nights of Nov. 17th and 18th.
Here I am torturing some poor boy by applying make up. They especially hated the eyeliner.
Val and I are getting the students ready just before opening night. I’m sure I had some powerful words of inspiration in the moment.
“A fiddler on the roof. Sounds crazy, no? But in our little village of Anatevka, every one of us is a fiddler on the roof trying to scratch out a pleasant, simple tune without breaking his neck. It isn’t easy. You may ask, why do we stay here if it’s so dangerous? We stay because Anatevka is our home. And how do we keep our balance? That I can tell you in one word: Tradition! “- Opening lines
The chorus is singing their hearts out.
The three daughters contemplate their fate at the hands of the village matchmaker.
The Sabbath prayer song turned out beautifully.
The kids were excited that they got to act in a pub scene.
A wedding dance is on stage.
Those were some bottle dancers! A Jewish wedding wouldn’t be complete without them – or so I’m told.
The final scene when the family departs for America taking the fiddler (representing tradition) with them.