In my family, we find ways that everyone in the family can come and see performances that we give. However, I know that this isn't always the case. Sometimes it is a ticket price issue or there is a really good reason for why they can't come and see there family perform. But often I feel that is not the case. I know people who's parents just decided not to come and watch them perform. It is a sad fact but not uncommon to have no one in the audience when you perform I feel and it shouldn't happen. Life is too short. Do not say that there will be other performances because you do not know that and you can't be sure that you will be able to see those. While at the District Speech competion a week ago, I watched a small section of the show "The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee." It is a funny show and you should check it out if you don't know it. In the show, there is a song about this issue: having no one to watch you perform. This girl, Olive Ostrovsky, is trying to spell a word meaning highly unrealistic, or wildly fanciful, and she day dreams that her parents are saying that they love her. Her mom is away in India on mission and her father is abusive and doesn't care about her. That is a whole other issue: child abuse. In 1999, an estimated 3,244,000 children were reportedly victims of child abuse and the number has grown since then. chlid abuse is a terrible thing. To learn more or see what you can do to help vist this site . Between neglect and abuse, poor Olive has all of the extremes. this is her song about it. I hope you enjoy it.
Here are the lyrics:
MR. PANCH (spoken)
Miss Ostrovsky. Chimerical
OLIVE (spoken)
May I have a definition?
MR. PANCH (spoken, voice fading out)
It means unreal, magical, visionary, wildly fanciful, highly unrealistic
OLIVE’S MOM
Ooooooooh
Ooooooooh
OLIVE
If I go to Washington
Will I be on my own?
Because if I go to Washington
OLIVE’S MOM
Aaaaaaaah
OLIVE
Who will be my chaperone?
OLIVE’S MOM
We always knew you were a winner
We saw it when you smiled
Start from the beginning
When you were a beginner
You were the perfect child
We always knew
We always knew
You were a champion
You sadness filled my room
Dear if you should feel my gloom
Blame it on me
Blame it on your Daddalee and Mammalee
‘Cause depression runs in our family
I love you
I love you
I love everything about you dear
And I swear it’s true
I love you
OLIVE’S DAD
I love you
OLIVE
And my dad says
OLIVE’S DAD, OLIVE’S MOM
I love you
I love everything about you [DAD: baby, MOM: babe]
And maybe it’s true
I love you
OLIVE
I wrote you a letter
How I found the spelling bee such fun
Mama, Mama, Mama
But you didn’t react
And you never asked me
If I’d join you in the Bombay sun
Mama, Mama, Mama
I had quietly packed
When are you returning?
I know we agreed
Tell me what you’re learning
Ma, I have, Oh God, this need
I think Dad is angry, Ma
And I do not know what to do
Mama, Mama, Mama
Shanti Shanti and all
I think he takes out on me
What he wants to take out on you
Mama, Mama, Mama
How I wish you were home
How I wish you were home
How I wish you were
Wish you were home
OLIVE’S MOM, OLIVE’S DAD
We always knew you were a winner
OLIVE
How I wish you were home
OLIVE’S MOM
A bathing beauty, you
OLIVE (overlapping Olive’s Mom)
How I wish you were
How I wish you were home
OLIVE’S DAD
God, we love the way you grew
Since you were born
OLIVE (overlapping Olive’s Dad)
How I wish you were
How I wish you were home
OLIVE’S MOM
Olive, we couldn’t be prouder
OLIVE
Mama, Mama, Mama
How I wish you were home
OLIVE’S MOM, OLIVE’S DAD (overlapping Olive)
Please let me say it
One time louder
OLIVE’S MOM, OLIVE’S DAD
I love you
I love you
I love everything about you [DAD: baby, MOM: dear]
OLIVE’S MOM
And I swear
OLIVE’S DAD
Baby
OLIVE’S MOM, OLIVE’S DAD
It’s true
I love you
OLIVE
Mama
OLIVE, OLIVE’S MOM, OLIVE’S DAD
I love you
OLIVE
I love you, Mama
OLIVE, OLIVE’S MOM, OLIVE’S DAD
I love you
OLIVE’S MOM, OLIVE’S DAD
I love everything about you [DAD: baby, MOM: dear]
OLIVE (overlapping Olive’s Mom, Olive’s Dad)
Mama
Mama
OLIVE’S MOM
And I swear
OLIVE’S DAD
Baby
OLIVE’S MOM, OLIVE’S DAD
It’s true
I love
OLIVE (spoken)
Chimerical. C-h-i-m-e-r-i-c-a-l. Highly unrealistic, wildly fanciful.
MR. PANCH (spoken)
That is correct.
OLIVE, OLIVE’S MOM, OLIVE’S DAD
I love you
Sunday, January 31, 2010
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