Reminiscing On The Musicals I Love, Part 1
Start writing a post
Entertainment

Reminiscing On The Musicals I Love, Part 1

I'm a High school hero for titanic the musical

31
Reminiscing On The Musicals I Love, Part 1
Annika Soderfelt

Freshman year of high school. It's not exactly the most graceful period in life, but I retain at least some fond memories. It's been years, but I still have distinct memories of my freshman year musical, Titanic. It wasn't like the movie, and it really isn't a great musical in and of itself, but the thought of it makes me smile to this day. I still have a vivid memory of closing night:

"We'll meet tomorrow; we will find a path. And reach tomorrow, past this day of wrath." The chorus of voices sounded more like a group of angels was on stage, rather than a bunch highschoolers. The tears streaming down my face were no longer conjured of my free will to make my character more realistic, but because I knew that I wouldn't meet these people tomorrow. My mouth moved and sang the lyrics, but I wasn't focusing on what I said. Trying to distract myself, I looked into the audience.The hot stage lights nearly blinded me as my eyes were sweeping over the dark audience. It didn't take long to realize that they too were overcome with emotion. My eyes began to really burn from the mixture of salty tears and running makeup as the curtain closed.

"You look like a raccoon," a senior teased me quietly as he handed me his life vest. I stuck my tongue out at him through the tears, and made my way to my spot. Leah laughed at the look on my face, and Katherine, a girl with brown curls that bounced uncontrollably, did her best to wipe off the smeared makeup.

"Thanks you guys, I love too," I scowled at them, my voice dripping with my everyday sarcasm. The curtain opened again, and our last few lines flew by all too quickly. As I was about to go offstage, I looked over my shoulder and out into the audience. I know that to the audience, it looked like my character was looking for a ship, but my costars knew better. I wasn't looking for some ship: I was looking out into the audience for the last time. I ran as quickly as I could back to the dressing room to change. Katherine and I pulled on our shirts, undershorts, and long skirts. With little time, I quickly washed my face. The eyeliner stained my face, and I wondered how girls wore it every day. Uneasiness filled me as I tried to fix my face without getting any dark black streaks on my pure white costume.

"Hurry, we gotta go!" Katherine exclaimed, pulling me roughly along behind her. My feet ached from being in heels for the past three hours as she yanked me onstage behind the closed curtain. My heels hit the scuffed stage with a sharp sound. Click. Click. Click. "Shhh," Katherine shushed me. Shifting my weight, I did my best to balance on my toes. All of us, who were lined up like soldiers, waited quietly. It was so dark behind the curtain that it was like our own miniature night in which I was lost. The voice of the telegrapher, Riley, shimmered through the air as she began the final song for the last time.

"Let's do this," Leah whispered right before we began to sing. The curtain opened, and we all sang like we had never sung before. That was what we had practiced over four months for. My body shook with emotion as I sang with these people for the very last time. The song flew y, as everything else had, and was suddenly over. As we strode forward for our bows, I no longer tried to hide my tears.The loss of adrenaline from the song left me feeling drained and tired. What was I going to do with my life now that it was all over? My group of third class passengers trudged to our final spot as everyone else finished their bows.

In those last few moments, I realized that nothing lasts forever. Four months prior, I couldn't have wanted the whole show to end sooner, but those thoughts were gone. Over that time of countless hours, the cast and crew of over 50 people had become like family. An indescribable emotion swept over me as I looked at all the people for whom I felt a great deal of love. The crowd erupted into applause, and a grin stretched across my face just as the curtain closed for the last time. No matter how much I wanted Titanic to keep going, I knew that all good things come to an end.

It's always hard to say goodbye to a show, but, of all the shows I've been in, this was one of the hardest. All these years later, it retains a special place in my heart.

Report this Content
This article has not been reviewed by Odyssey HQ and solely reflects the ideas and opinions of the creator.
Student Life

Waitlisted for a College Class? Here's What to Do!

Dealing with the inevitable realities of college life.

57046
college students waiting in a long line in the hallway
StableDiffusion

Course registration at college can be a big hassle and is almost never talked about. Classes you want to take fill up before you get a chance to register. You might change your mind about a class you want to take and must struggle to find another class to fit in the same time period. You also have to make sure no classes clash by time. Like I said, it's a big hassle.

This semester, I was waitlisted for two classes. Most people in this situation, especially first years, freak out because they don't know what to do. Here is what you should do when this happens.

Keep Reading...Show less
a man and a woman sitting on the beach in front of the sunset

Whether you met your new love interest online, through mutual friends, or another way entirely, you'll definitely want to know what you're getting into. I mean, really, what's the point in entering a relationship with someone if you don't know whether or not you're compatible on a very basic level?

Consider these 21 questions to ask in the talking stage when getting to know that new guy or girl you just started talking to:

Keep Reading...Show less
Lifestyle

Challah vs. Easter Bread: A Delicious Dilemma

Is there really such a difference in Challah bread or Easter Bread?

36784
loaves of challah and easter bread stacked up aside each other, an abundance of food in baskets
StableDiffusion

Ever since I could remember, it was a treat to receive Easter Bread made by my grandmother. We would only have it once a year and the wait was excruciating. Now that my grandmother has gotten older, she has stopped baking a lot of her recipes that require a lot of hand usage--her traditional Italian baking means no machines. So for the past few years, I have missed enjoying my Easter Bread.

Keep Reading...Show less
Adulting

Unlocking Lake People's Secrets: 15 Must-Knows!

There's no other place you'd rather be in the summer.

958546
Group of joyful friends sitting in a boat
Haley Harvey

The people that spend their summers at the lake are a unique group of people.

Whether you grew up going to the lake, have only recently started going, or have only been once or twice, you know it takes a certain kind of person to be a lake person. To the long-time lake people, the lake holds a special place in your heart, no matter how dirty the water may look.

Keep Reading...Show less
Student Life

Top 10 Reasons My School Rocks!

Why I Chose a Small School Over a Big University.

190033
man in black long sleeve shirt and black pants walking on white concrete pathway

I was asked so many times why I wanted to go to a small school when a big university is so much better. Don't get me wrong, I'm sure a big university is great but I absolutely love going to a small school. I know that I miss out on big sporting events and having people actually know where it is. I can't even count how many times I've been asked where it is and I know they won't know so I just say "somewhere in the middle of Wisconsin." But, I get to know most people at my school and I know my professors very well. Not to mention, being able to walk to the other side of campus in 5 minutes at a casual walking pace. I am so happy I made the decision to go to school where I did. I love my school and these are just a few reasons why.

Keep Reading...Show less

Subscribe to Our Newsletter

Facebook Comments