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Church Plays at Summer Camp // Haley Riddle

         Reading about the liturgical drama and church plays really brought me back. Almost all of my acting career, from beginning to end, is thanks to the music camp I went to just about every summer at Manassas Baptist Church. And by "acting career" I mean all of the extras I played until I finally got a main part in our play about Daniel and the lion's den. I was Tax-a-lot... one of the mean dudes who wanted Daniel gone. I wore a red bib with a dollar sign on it and a money hat. Anyway, those plays were classics. A lot of them were plays that my parents performed as kids. At these camps we would learn songs, do crafts, and rehearse. By the end of the week we would all get so excited for our "dress rehearsal." The teen leaders would pass out those cheap, stiff shirts that don't wash well (usually they were in a very unfortunate color, like yellow) and we would quickly put them on only to discover that they were too big and looked more like gowns. Of course, someone would remind us that we were "still growing" and eventually the shirts would fit, but who are we kidding, by the time any of mine fit they had already become my designated painting shirt. 



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