We Three Kings

It was Mstr A's Nativity performance today. He was "King 1" - the one with the gold - no Frankenstein of murmers for him:-)

His kinghood was chosen on the basis that he was one of the best readers, as there a few lines, in different scenes. It took a bit of persuasion for him to do it initially as he doesn't really understand all this dressing up & pretending stuff, but being a king is a great honour in my world - I was mostly a sheep, cow, or once a rock!

He's been learning his lines for ages & I explained that he had to speak loudly & slowly, but I hadn't seen his costume or read the script other than one line each side of his part, so I didn't know what he had to do.

The nativity was a joint effort by all the infant classes (age 4-7), and was a fairly average school Nativity - dull, stumbling & puntuated by coughs, cries, & shoves. However, I admit to being ludicrously proud as Mstr A came galloping up on stage on his camel, riding around stage throughout that scene's song. within the first few seconds he'd worked out that by "acting" his part, he could elicit a laugh from the audience & suddenly he seemed to grasp the concept of being centre stage.

His lines were delivered perfectly, only slightly marred by the fact that every time he did anything or said anything he stuck his thumbs up at me & nanny A in the audience. Also, his reins broke off his camel & he was engrossed in trying to repair them for most of his second scene. The most hilarious bit was the end. Once he'd given his gold away he obviously felt there was no point in the whole thing continuing, so started waving, playing with the scenery, gaping at the ceiling......

Only 11 more to go before LMD oes to secondary school!