"Once Upon a Mattress"

A courtier. I dubbed myself "Dowager Duchess Samantha" and chose to be a prim and proper sixty years old, but the director wanted us young, with a very active sex drive, and I never remade myself.


"Iolanthe" by Gilbert and Sullivan

I did no character work whatsoever. I was a fairy, and my name was Amarantha. I had teal wings and a purple gown, so I guess my character had bad taste.


Grease
Vice Principal Miss Nevnocnu Lanoit, in charge of Foreign Studies. I teach French and German, but I want to teach Spanish, and I have been petitioning for a German teacher since the year I arrived at Rydell High School. Miss Smith, a recent college graduate, was hired this year for that purpose, and I already think she's a terrible disciplinarian. I really admire the principal, Miss Lynch, because I admire authority, but I think she should be more like my sister. I live with my sister, who is thirteen years older than me (I'm 46). She has a pet parrot, which I feed and care for. I'm sure Manquia does something all day long, but it seems that I have to do all cooking and cleaning in addition to bringing home my paycheck. I got a raise when I was promoted to VP, and again this year, but we never seem to have any more money. Very henpecked.

I was born in Basque country. My mother was a gypsy, as was my father's mother, but my grandfather was a Frenchman hiding from the law. I know there are rumors about me being a gypsy circulating Rydell, but I deny them. I know there is a lot of talking about me behind my back, and if they give me the slightest excuse, I'll see them in detention for it. My native languages are French, Spanish, Basque, and Romany. We moved to America in 1917, when I was four, where I learned English without an accent. I learned German in school. We moved to different farms a few times, until I was seventeen.

When I was seventeen, my family lived not too far from Chicago. I went to school there, and was a very social person until my boyfriend, the person I hoped would ask me to marry him so I didn't have to finish school, got a little frisky with me. I accidentally pushed him out a second-story window, and he died on impact. My father refused to pay bail, so I spent a couple of weeks in a holding cell until the trial, where it was determined to be justifiable homicide. The incident ruined my social standing and that of my family to the point that my mother moved us quickly when my father died three years later. The murder is a defining force in my life, and I know that if the girls I teach aren't careful, they'll end up doing the same thing I did. My deed haunts me until Prom of 1959, when I have a heart attack from yelling at people, especially Marty, who was making out with Vince Fontaine two steps in front of me and wouldn't pay attention to me, and a group of girls who were fighting over Johnny Casino to the point of stealing his cape.

Reaching Heaven, I was given the opportunity to make a difference in one person's life. I decided to finally get that girl with the awful hair and makeup to redo her ways through angelic intervention. After that, I haunt the High School, especially the theater, where people seem to like me for almost the first time in my life.




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