The Sound of Music

The following is the director's note I wrote for the program-

"When I was a little girl, one of my earliest memories was watching “The Sound of Music” and singing along with Julie Andrews while dancing around my living room. I think, for most of us, our first introduction to musicals is this timeless tale of family, courage and love. I have always had a special place in my heart for the Von Trapp family- and this particular musical. I love the message of light in the darkness and standing up for your beliefs in the midst of great opposition.

Working on this show has been such a journey for me. But, I wouldn’t have been able to do it without the sacrifice, creativity, and support from countless people. First a huge thank you to my fellow performing arts teachers- Dr. Mark Pearce, Kelley Allred and Josh Miller. I am so fortunate to be able to work with such talented and amazing artists! Thank you to Mike Virgin for spending so many hours (right after his knee surgery) building the sets and listening as I tell him- “Oh there’s just one more thing that needs to be built…” Jeremy Tritchler for stepping in and lending a helping hand with the set construction- Ranleigh Johnson for painting the set- Nick Cornish for coming back to help with lights and Tyler Barber for managing stage left. The many students and parents who spent their Saturdays with me making stained glass windows out of cellophane, painting rocks and doing the finishing touches to make the show beautiful.

To the parents- thank you for the costumes, the rehearsal treats, the props and allowing your child to be a part of this amazing journey. Thank you for trusting me to teach your child.

To my family- for their love, support and humor and especially to my sister Annelise Murphy. Without her, the show would not have been ready in time. She graciously lent us her microphones from her company, Poison Ivy Mysteries, and spent hours with the students making sure they know how to make the sound work. I am so grateful that she has sacrificed her time, talent and energy for this show.

And finally- my students. It is for them that I do what I do. I have LOVED going on this journey with them. They are truly incredible people and I am so humbled to be their teacher. So thank you to my yahoos- for their talent, dedication, love, humor, concern, diligence, sacrifice, kindness and fearlessness.

Enjoy the show."

It was an amazing experience, as it usually is. There is something so magical about creating a moment, creating a glimpse into another world and taking an audience on a journey. Giving students a moment to shine, a moment to grow, a moment to sacrifice and a moment to love. It truly is amazing-

And now some pictures- 

Something Good

This. Has. Been. A. Journey.
Theatre is a fascinating animal. We spend months, countless hours and thousands of dollars for four performances. There are sacrifices made, tears shed, neglected sleep, and fires extinguished. I have had many moments this past week where I wanted to be done. And then, I stop and watch what is happening onstage for a moment, and I am reminded.
I am grateful for the beautiful moments last week. I am grateful for good friends who listened to me process the whole situation so I could be my best for the kids.
Final dress is Monday-
Bring it-

Some thoughts for a random Tuesday

2 weeks out from my musical. It really is quite stressful directing a high school musical. And this one has been hard- but there are moments, moments that make it all worth it.
Crying makes me crazy. But, it is a good make-up remover. Sometimes things are so stressful all you can do is cry. It's often cathartic.
One of my dearest friends got engaged this past weekend. I am super happy for him. He is marrying the perfect girl for him. So happy.
Solitude... not my favorite.
So, I did the online dating thing this past month- and the result? A lot of older creepy (I mean 45+) men flirting with me and winking at me. One guy had an interest in me- he was nice, but after about 5 messages back and forth with no connection, spark and painful small talk, I was done. At first I thought it was me, and the fact I hadn't let go of past relationships, but then I realized it was the painful small talk and forced conversation. So I stopped responding, which apparently made him write me more- so I told him I wasn't interested... Another guy wrote me and although I don't think he's right for me, the conversation is easier... so I gave him my e-mail. We'll see. I only paid for the one month- I don't know why, but it is super irritating to pay for people to have the opportunity to ask me out, especially since no one really does.
When my life is so crazy like it is right now, all I want is someone in my corner. I have many people who come in and out of my corner- but I would love to have someone take up residence there permanently.

Sigh...

Blessings and Quiet Reassurances

This weekend is General Conference for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, of which I have been a life long member. I will admit, at times, sometimes I struggle with my testimony of the gospel. Life is hard. Sometimes I don't understand why, and I become angry and stubborn, or worse- indifferent.
And yet, my loving Heavenly Father always finds a way to gently guide me. And I am humbled that I matter that much. That He has a specific plan and purpose for me. And this weekend- I have been taught by his servants and been reminded of what Heavenly Father would have me do.
As I have often stated on this blog- I long to have my own family and I am trying to seek opportunities to see this happen in my life. However, this has not happened yet for me. But, what has happened for me is a wonderful career where I have the blessing to interact with many teenagers.
At the Saturday morning session of the conference, President Monson announced that the age at which young people can serve missions has changed to 18 for the boys and 19 for the girls. I immediately thought of my wonderful students, and how this news would cause them to rejoice. I found my eyes filling with tears of gratitude as I thought of those precious individuals. Then, during the Saturday afternoon session- the choir was filled with teens from the Bennion and Taylorsville areas- and I saw some familiar faces who at one time were in my classroom. I again was overwhelmed at the responsibility I have to these young people.

The world we live in is crazy. It is becoming increasingly acceptable to embrace vulgarity and immorality. And yet, these young people rise above it all. And they often look to me as an example; what a responsibility it is.
At times, there are moments that remind me of why I am where I am. It's almost as if Heavenly Father is telling me- I know you want your own family, and I promise that will happen in due time. But, right now- these kids need you. They need you to help them along their path. They need you to love them and serve them. You are where you need to be.
Last week at parent teacher conferences, a mother of one of my students shared something with me. Her daughter, who is incredibly talented, but shy and has struggled fitting in, had found love and acceptance in my classroom. She has some physical limitations and often has low self-esteem. But, I don't see the limitations, all I see is this bright and talented girl who is amazing. She also told me how much this girl looks up to me. I am pretty open with my students and tell them stories about my life and experiences. Her Mom told me that her daughter wants to be like me. Her daughter, because of her limitations, thinks she will never get married. But, she looks at me, and how I live my life, and how I am positive and happy and how I do so many things. And she told her Mom that she realized that she can be happy no matter what, that she wants to be like me. I can think of no higher honor.
Yesterday another student posted on my Facebook wall the following, "Ms. Parkes! I miss you so much! You were the best teacher that I ever had, and have changed my life forever! :)" Another student liked the post and another one wrote ditto.
Having faith in Heavenly Father's plan for me. I was given a gift and an uncanny ability to relate to teenagers. I do not take this responsibility lightly. I've also told my students that if they invite me to their mission farewells, I will come. Keeps my Sundays pretty busy!
I also have students who are not LDS, and I want them also to feel loved, accepted and safe. My goal is to make an environment where everyone is free to be who they are. Where they all know how valued and important they are.
I'm grateful for the quiet reassurance that I am right where I need to be, doing exactly what I need to be doing. That Heavenly Father has entrusted me to guide and teach these kids. I love it.