Wolfe’s Woofer: On Stage

Sunday, October 16th, 2016

Dennis-Wolfe-Wolfes-Woofers“Grandpa, I’m in a play tonight,” Davin told me when he and Melody came over. “Will you come out to see me?”
“I wouldn’t miss it,” I told him. “What kind of play is it?”
“Teacher says it is a play about farming and agriculture. I’m going to be dressed in a carrot costume.”
“I was in one of those plays when I was your age,” I said. “It was called The Fall Harvest play and I was an ear of corn. Corn doesn’t have to speak.”
“Neither do carrots.”
That night we went to the school’s outdoor theater which consisted of a group of chairs facing a wonderful little stage with red curtains. As usual we waited an hour and nothing much happened except a lot of little people running around.
“I need to go to the bathroom,” I told Sherry. “Ask Melody where it is.”
Melody leaned over and said, “It’s one of those doors behind the stage. It’s easy to find.”
The first door I found was a closet. The second one was a classroom and it was locked. The third one was locked, too.
“This is getting painful,” I thought. “I really need some relief.”
It was then that I saw some bushes and little trees. I decided to hide behind them and go. Just as I started a light came on and I noticed that the little trees and bushes were all potted plants made of plastic. I hurried as fast as I could and got out of there. When I got back to my seat the children were on stage.
“Oh, I feel a lot better,” I told Sherry and Melody when I got back to my seat.
“I should hope so,” Sherry said.
“I see the play started while I was gone,” I said. “Did I miss anything?”
“I don’t think so,” she said.
“She’s right, Dad,” Melody said. “You didn’t miss anything. You were the opening act.”

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