remain seated please
permanece sentados, por favorThursday, February 26, 2004
During the summer after my senior year of high school I went on a missions trip to Yucatan, Mexico. A bunch of other people went too, like Butch and Billy.
I was part of the skit team, where we tried to spread the Word through small skits. I happened to be Jesus in one of them, but unfortunately I didn't do a very good job.
We played music through our skits so that it would be a little more dramatic, and because I was Jesus in the play, I had to make a dramatic entrance at the end. My part finally came up where all I had to do was basically walk forward. Unfortunately, it proved to be too much of a task for me. As I walked forward I tripped over a power cord, unplugging it from the wall. I didn't fall, but I had done something far worse. I had unplugged the stereo, so the music that we were doing our skit too just stopped, like my heart. It took a good 3 minutes to plug the cord back in and cue the music to where it had been. Now those three minutes were killer not only because I was freggin nervous, but also because I was wearing a white cape and also because it was humid as a mother.
I don't know why I remembered this. I think it's because I'm trying to study.
