anneburkhardt
The curtain went up and all of us were standing there, just staring and blinking in to the bright light. It wasn't laughter that any of us were expecting, but that's what we got. We were there in our finest Sunday clothes - nothing like the best available, of course; our mothers made do with what we had - but all it provoked was hilarity, not admiration...or what we all wanted: adoration.