Curtain Time

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Reading Comprehension Curtain Time I peeked from behind the curtain and was shocked to find that the shadowy auditorium was almost full. This was it! I felt light and dizzy. “Cara!” Mrs. O’Brien was the perfect drama teacher, since even real life was a drama to her. “What are you doing?” she demanded in a piercing tone. “You haven’t finished fixing your hair. Curtain time is in TEN MINUTES!” I ran for my hairbrush. I don’t know how I finished doing my hair with my hands shaking so badly. The brush had turned into a slippery eel that kept sliding out of my hands. I began to wonder if I would make it through the play without fainting. I couldn’t remember even a single line of dialogue. Why had I ever decided to do this? “Cara!” This time it wasn’t Mrs. O’Brien calling me. It was my friend, James. “I just came to wish you luck. How are you holding up?” he asked. “My fingers and toes are numb. I think I made the wrong decision trying out for this play.” James grinned. “Cara, you’re good at this! That’s why they gave you the lead role. You’ll be amazing. Just do what you always tell me to do before soccer games. Take a deep breath and count to ten before you go out there.” “TWO MINUTES!” Mrs. O’Brien’s voice sliced through the air. James gave me another quick smile as he ran out of sight and back to his seat. I went toward my place and almost fell over an electrical cord. “ONE MINUTE!” I stumbled forward and clung to the edge of the curtain, looking out at the crowd one last time. There was my family, and James, and his family. James had said I could do this. I sure hoped he was right. I took a deep breath and counted to ten. The curtain started to rise and the audience applauded. At that moment everything snapped into focus, as though a current had been turned on inside me. Suddenly I was ready. I stepped in front of the painted cardboard trees and into the spotlight. ™ © Advanced Assessment Systems/LinkIt! Duplication is restricted to licensees only.

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