In a month that welcomes the season of summer, the end of the school year, and magical new adventures on the horizon, a festival with the theme of Midsummer was fitting.
Our festival began with a whirlwind course on the works of Shakespeare, with impish helpers creating mischief. We then sharpened our focus to examine one of his plays, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, with its tale of unrequited love and misdirected magic – magic caused by that same imp. And finally, we found ourselves back in school, with a show about a cast and their drama teacher rehearsing for A Midsummer Night’s Dream, while that same imp tries to help and causes trouble again.
Eighth graders, thank you for making this production better than we thought it could be and for being good sports about whatever we asked you to do, whether it was sing, dance, dance badly, wear that costume you don’t like, change your costume a dozen times, say your lines in a fake voice, say your lines in three different voices, say your lines under a donkey head, play a boy, play a girl, play a boy playing a girl, fall, cut lines, add lines, or hit your friend in the face with a pie. Thanks for being the crew – and the squad – for each other.
If we shadows have offended, know but this and all is mended: That you have but slumbered here, while these visions did appear, and this weak and idle theme, no more yielding, but a dream.
Thank you to you all,
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