Home's Cool with One

Home's Cool Drama Camp

Just over a week remains to pull together all the details for my first Drama Camp.  I have been a part of the industry for many years, only working with kids the last three years when the co-op asked me to teach a drama class - the rest is history they say... Now we are hosting our first home school drama - how do you like my name?  Home's Cool Drama Camp!!  My daughter and I came up with it as the name for our homeschool almost 4 years ago - Home' s Cool Academy. It is only fitting to attach it to the camp.

I have almost 30 students registered... I am excited and nervous. God has opened up doors that seem unreal - a small dinner theater that once thrived in this small town we call home, has been offered for our use... I  stumbled upon it when I shared my vision of a drama camp with the owner of a Christian Coffee Shop... who knew she is the owner of the theatre?  

It is so cool! The stairs leading up are old and creaky, when you arrive at the top it opens up to reveal  a place where music once roared back in the twenties. The long red bar takes up one wall, while the half moon stage expands into the center of the room. I can almost hear the big bands playing like days of old... And it is all ours to use!!

I had planned an outdoor performance on our wrap-around porch - with the parents sitting in their lawn chairs sipping lemonade - but to have a real theatre -- who could pass that up?

Every step along the way has come with grace, most of the students live more than 20 miles from our place out in the country and their committment to travel 5 days a week all the way out here will be a blessing.

My prayer now is for parental help - volunteers to man the stations and help with games, crafts, costumes and staging.... my gift is in the idea - the creating - having people who can make those ideas fit together is what I need!

I also need to pray to release some of the responsibilty, we creative types can be pretty protective of our plan - not because we don't trust anyone - the fear of rejection is what drives it... so we become narsacistic almost. Wanting the help, yet, not trusting anyone; double edged sword.

Pray for me, for the students and for the parents as we embark on this journey...