As I reached the edge of the stage, and saw the crowd, I almost ran back.
I knew how merciless this seemingly innocent crowd could be.
But then, I thought of the adulation that would follow my performance, and my spine stiffened.
I turned around, and marched towards the center of the stage with a swagger.
The crowd immediately fell silent.
But I could sense them getting restless as I fumbled with the mic.
And then, I cleared my throat and started singing, “Baa Baa Black Sheep….”.
And students of Class Nursery-A finally had their very own rock star!
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99 words.
Written in response to the Carrot Ranch August 1 Flash Fiction Challenge, hosted by Charli Mills.
jagahdilmein 
Cute. 🙂
Thank you so much
I remember doing a solo of “I’m a Little Teapot” – maybe in Kindergarten.
I was a regular on the stage as a kid 🙂
There are adult programs to volunteer for…
A few years ago when we were out of state we watched a local (mostly volunteer) stage production of “Mary Poppins” – different than the movie. 😉
I liked the twist.I began thinking this is an adult star or someone. Turns out our little star belongs to Class Nursery Division A with as much performance pressure :):):)
Ha ha ha, yes 🙂
Every star starts somewhere…rock on, black sheep, rock on!
Thank you so much Charli!
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