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2001-08-31 - 6:39 a.m.
Kat auditioned last night for a part in the productions of our local children’s theatre. There are 450 kids auditioning for 40 parts and I have no idea how she did. I do know that she was required, among other things, to do a one-minute monologue We looked and looked but everything was either too young, too old, or too long so I wrote her one. Here’s the monologue I wrote for her: He’ll be home any minute. He’ll never let me go. Never. He still thinks I’m his little baby. I love him but he’s such a dork. Everybody will go to that concert and talk about it the whole next week. I just have to go. Uh, oh! I hear his car door. What am I going to say? I know! Father, meet your daughter. I’m a responsible young woman and you should let me go. Who am I kidding? He’ll just say, “I trust you. It’s the other people there I don’t trust.” What if I beg? Oh, please, Daddy. If I don’t see it, I’ll die. You wouldn’t want your sweet little girl to die would you? He’s coming. What am I going to say? Hello, most wonderful Dad in the....What have you got in your hand? Oh, my god! You have CONCERT tickets. They’re for me? You’re the most wonderful Dad in the world. (Turning away) God, I’m good!  |
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