(Originally posted on Myspace 11/16/2007)
Okay so tonight I had the scare of my life! We were doing the Wizard of Oz and a set of stairs fell on one of my students while we were moving scenery...
Could I be more scared!? I freaked out and lifted the stairs off him by myself (and usually it takes three or four guys to move the staircase...)... I was sure he was going to be dead. Seeing him laying there and not moving was possibly the most frightening and sickening moment of my entire life. When he started to move, I was so relieved I almost hugged him.
He is okay and coherent and alive! Just some bumps and bruises. After we got him talking, I thought for sure he was going to have a broken arm and a serious concussion, but he is fine. And through all this, the audience had no idea it even happened, which to me is insanity in and of itself...
But in any case, this situations has lead me to be very grateful... I'm so blessed to have such great students and to do all the things we do in safety. I also am realizing that I am so very attached to my students. I mean, I knew I was, but I did not realize the extent... I worry about them a lot, and I love them and want them to be safe!!! Some people wonder why I worry so much, but frankly if a person in my position with my responsibilities didn't worry, bad things would happen.
I worry because I care. I worry because I have people's most precious possessions in my care for much of the day. I worry because my students are amazing people who deserve the best. I worry because I am coordinating forty billion people and things to work in tandem with each other effectively and safely... And really, can you blame me for caring?
