Most people never would consider Centre, Alabama, a small sleepy Southern town with a laid back atmosphere that could put an incurable insomniac to sleep, home to a thriving community theatre. Theatre Centre provides entertainment, wonder, dread, and happiness for all who witness it. I have loved and adored the theatre ever since I was a small child, performing in every play I could. Standing on stage fills me with a sense of pride and happiness that can be found nowhere else in the world. I love theatre, and even though the theatre I love more than any other thrives in a small town in Alabama, I still have a wonderful experience every time I go. Before a play begins, I see people sitting in hard metal chairs. Seeing the people fills me with nervousness and excitement. Every person looks different than the last. I see different faces, different clothes, and different expectations on what they are about to see. The sound of quiet talking fills the air, traveling about the room, causing each person to speak just a little louder so he will be heard. Before the audience lay a stage set for the unimaginative person’s benefit. Many hands worked tediously building a fantasy setting. I feel gratitude to those who built it, knowing that I could never accomplish a task of that magnitude. Simple furniture fills the stage, for …show more content…
Fear washes over me, because I know that if I mess up, everyone in the room will know it. The fear leaves as I hear the loud and rowdy laughter of the audience, who are clearly enjoying the performance. I feel pride, because I know that our hard work has been a success, and instead of worrying, I can be proud of what we have done. The lights go off, then come back on, and we bow to the thunderous applause erupting from the audience like a roar from a ferocious lion. I know then that I have been apart of something great: a tiny, low-budget theatre performing a play that achieved