Anyone who has been around our family, observed the arrangement of personalities, and had a good laugh AT us will agree that our third son, Kevin , is quiet and laid back. He is bookish, reserved and thoughtful. I, his mother, have been convinced by the way he slinks up to his room to read and write for hours and hours that he is an introvert. Well, last night, he destroyed this carefully built image. We went to see his school play, and my my were we surprised.
He has participated in theater since he began middle school. Being the new kid in school this year didn’t deter him from jumping into the theater group. When he tried out for the play this fall he didn’t really report much about it to us. He had random rehearsals after school for the past several weeks, and he didn’t have much to say about the secrets that occurred there. I know now to require him to answer questions ten layers deep.
Jordan took charge of Kira, I scrambled to get Jack to piano lesson and to the play on time where we met Craig in the cafeteria/theater=cafetorium. Ok, a creative use of the tax dollar. There was a complete blackout in the school and the generator could only run the lights over head. (this doesn’t happen only in Kampala!) The cool theater lighting was dashed. But the show went on. (that’s good theater discipline) About ten minutes into the performance of Seuss Odyssey the lights returned, and without missing a beat the narrator of the show announced they would begin from the beginning! And they started the play over! It was really cute how quickly they rolled right into the beginning, and they had much more energy on the repeats because there’s no denying the lighting has secret powers to unleash the actor in everyone.
So after a few minutes Kevin appeared as one of the lead actors. He didn’t mention he had a lead in the play! He was dressed in a roman soldier skirt and lace up sandals. And he had quite an audacious, arrogant, flamboyant character to play. He exuded confidence and commitment to his actions, Craig and I fell out of our seats laughing that this was our son, the quiet reserved Kevin LaTorre, who had the whole audience captivated and laughing.
He gave an outstanding performance, really he was entertaining, but more than that he was soooo handsome up there among all those middle schoolers. Now I understand why Jordan was teasing him about all the girls screaming his name when he picks Kevin up from rehearsal. We agreed on one thing, we are going to have to keep a closer eye on this kid! I have visions of a cluster of girls snatching him, lifting him over their heads and carrying him away, and some sort of instinct in me tells me he won’t protest too much.
Teenagers: they need a lot of watching.