Here's a picture of me conducting the encore at the final band concert of my ninth grade year at Unnamed Jr. High School. The piece was "Night Train" and it was recently recalled by a high school friend who was in that Jr. High band with me.
Ninth grade: that was a fun year. Of course, if you really want to see something embarrassing, see the video of my awfully overbearing performance at the senior show my senior year. (Oddly, I had big roles in the senior show for all three years I was in the high school.)
You could also dig up the play my sophomore year where I played the old woman. Really. I had played Scrooge as an eighth grader in the junior high and I got typecast as the old person. That was another odd coup: beating out the experienced ninth graders -- it was just grades 8 & 9 -- to land a role that left me on stage from two minutes in until the end. And in the ultimate act of oddness, when my parents came to see our big production of it my mom kept asking my dad when I would come on. She didn't groc that it was me until two-thirds of the way through. Which says a lot about Carol Forrey's makeup ability.
Yes, white and nerdy, that's me.
