Twelfth Night pics

You can check out pics from my first production at CCHS, William Shakespeare's Twelfth Night, www.cchsdrama.shutterfly.com

I am very proud of it.

Patriot Player 4 Life.....Sopranotabuhs,

Coach

" if they say whyy, whyy?...tell em that it's human nature. "

So it's definitely safe to say that everytime i hear this song, i think of all the times you sang it around me and our harmony. You made..a very large impact in my life. I thank you and appreciate you for so much more than you could ever imagine. All of the times I was rumored to have done something or been a part of something, all of the times I got into trouble or the times I needed something from a specific teacher to uh.. help "boost" me up. You were there. I've been calling you "my daddy" for more reasons than one. You've made your way inside my heart and engraved a seat for eternity. Everytime I audition for something, or pick a piece as my audition piece... I think of you. Everytime I perform...my last thoughts are always those along.. "would this have made Hill proud?... what kind of criticism would he have given me?"... I think of you daily. You have taught me so many lessons. Not just those pertaining to theatre, but life lessons. No one, not even my friends could ever understand why you meant so much to me these past years. The only beings who shared my love for you were just as off the wall (another MJ album :) ) as I am...i.e. Abby, Liz, Christina, Bethany. You helped mold us into better actresses, Hill. You.. brought things out of us, we may have otherwise never discovered. You amazed me everytime we began a new show. I never lost faith in you, no matter how many curses Medusa set upon us. Each time, we always came through. I can't even imagine anyone else directing at Westover. That's so...absurd to me. Excuse my humor to the remaining Patriot Players but... HAHAHAHAHA!...what the hell? Who is going to have as much passion as Hill? I can't even see anyone respecting the next director as we did you. You...laid the foundation of theatre arts for many of us. Taught us history to teach us to appreciate the fundamentals of what we did on stage. Played games with us to help develop relationships with our fellow cast members. Taught us to expect anything once the curtains are drawn...and we did. With each show.. something far from the script took place..and we were always ready for whatever the thespian gods tried to throw at us. If you weren't in Theatre class, you couldn't possibly understand why we were so damn into our craft. Spending time away from practice to help others who weren't quite there. Cast parties and inside jokes. Walking through the hallways during school hours and seeing fellow cast members. Smiling at one another with those nervous looks on a showday. "Impromptuing". You were a great deal of everything to me, personally, in my theatre world. Forgetting you will never be an option. I miss you dearly..and I know all Patriot Players still at Westover will. It's mind blowing. I can't believe you won't be there when I go back. True enough..I don't even see a reason to go back anymore. I guess I'll just continue texting you. Don't.... don't ever forget any of us. I love you.






_Ramona