How was I supposed to audition with the raspiest, driest throat in history? Well, I did it anyway. Luckily the director knew what I was capable of. Once I got in the room for the auditions I winced. I was going to do terribly. The director said, ” I know what you’re capable of. I want to see your confidence. So I did it. I sang Matchmaker from the musical Fiddler on the Roof, which was the musical I was auditioning for. I didn’t have to read sides so I left the room. He told me to stay for the dance part of the audition. Nearly twenty minutes later I was brought into the room again with about nine other people to do the dance.

” Phew. Auditions over.” My dad and I were eating ice cream at a local shop.  I knew I wouldn’t get in. There wasn’t a chance.

It was three days later and I was in bed. “Your mom needs to talk to you,” our temporary live in nanny, Natalie, says as she walks in. I take Natalie’s phone to talk to mom. “Hello?”

“Hi, honey. Michael Donavon just called me. You got the part.”
“I.. What? Are you kidding?”
“No, I wouldn’t joke about that. You got… Well… I can’t remember or pronounce her name.”
“Shprintze (pronounced Sh-print-za) or Bielke (pronounced Be-l-ka)?”
“Bielke? Is she the youngest or the second youngest?”
“Youngest.”
“Ahh… Makes sense. Well… Congratulations, honey.”
“Thanks, mommy. Bye.”
“Bye.”

I handed Natalie her phone. She asked, “What was that about?”

“Ohh… I got the part.”
” Congrats.”
“Thanks.”

The next day was a Friday. “YAY, ANNIE!!!” my mom screamed at the top of her lungs. “She got in?! The cast list is on the website?!”

I was on my moms computer so I immediately put in the website name. It was on the website. I knew approximately seven people in the cast. I was so excited.

Now, three rehearsals are done. 21 to go! :)