I didn’t really begin a career until thirty some years ago, when my children were in high school. During that time, they were attending a school that didn’t have a drama department and since I always enjoyed that part of my own high school experience, I volunteered to get it started. I had no formal training so I went back to college and took as many theater classes as I could. Thirteen years of volunteering later, I found I loved doing it so much that I continued to teach in other venues.
When I “retired” at 65 I had a 5 year plan to phase out of work and actually begin to enjoy my old age. Somehow I can’t seem to give it up. I enjoy bringing out the best in kids – showing them that they matter and have a voice. I love to see them develop self-confidence and growth through drama.
Now my hearing is beginning to fail me and I’ve become the grandma I used to tell my students to speak loudly to. My voice isn’t as strong as it used to be and it often cracks. My memory is slowly ebbing and often escapes me entirely. Still, I feel I have something to offer. I know the day will come when I can no longer physically do this, but I almost hope I die first so I don’t have to experience the pain of withdrawal .
God’s word tells us about many great things were accomplished by the elder in society. For example Noah completed building the ark when he was over 600 years old. Moses was 120 years when he died and he still had all his faculties. On the other hand, the Son of God, Jesus, lived for only 33 years and oh the things He packed into His time on earth.