Last weekend we went to see the Drama King shine as the title character in "You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown."
Last Monday, I wrote about how proud I was.
On Saturday, we went to see him a second time and yesterday, I posted photos of him from that closing performance.
But what I didn't tell you was what happened during that final show.
The Drama King was sick. No-voice-oh-my-God-what-am-I-going-to-do sick.
Yep, the leading man had laryngitis. He had a speaking voice, but no singing voice.
This is a tough position to be in while performing in a musical.
He opened his mouth for his first song and croaked out a few words. The look of panic and self-disgust that crossed his face physically hurt me.
He managed to make his way through the song somehow and bolted off-stage to wait for his next cue.
He COULD have done this:
Lord knows he wanted to.
But instead, he did this:
He stood tall and talk-sang his way through the rest of the show. At the end, when he took his curtain call, THE CAST gave him an ovation.
It was an amazing moment. I hope he realizes what a phenomenal thing he did. The show must go on -- and it did.
Even without a singing voice.
Crossposted at Mid-Century Modern Moms