It’s true, the cast does have the cushiest job. You just show up and deliver your lines and literally enjoy the spotlight.
All the while, the producers are stressing out over the timing and manpower and upcoming deadlines, the directors are losing their minds coordinating things, lights and sounds laboriously plan and program all their cues, sets and props work overtime to construct the perfect stage, stage managers and crew meticulously execute a carefully-choreographed dance in the dark, costumes and makeup make you look good, and welfare feeds you.
And I realized being minor cast and timing your “Doors Closing… beepbeepbeep” and “Ahem-look-lookaway” movement is infinitely more challenging than just memorizing lines.
So I have nothing but respect for the many, many people who actually gave their time to this, above and beyond the pressing need to study during revision posting. It’s a miracle in itself.
I’m thankful for the experience, and for this one last chance we had to pitch majorly for the Bursary.

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