Last night was one of those proud mama moments that parenting is so blessed with.
My son's grade was putting on a drama presentation of fractured fairy tales. Some of it came from a script, some they wrote themselves. While he'd originally asked just to be on tech, he ended up picking up a couple of onstage roles as well. He opened the show as the "stage manager" who came out in theater blacks wearing a headset, calling for lights, and directing all the "crew" where to move the stage pieces. He also got to respond to a cast rebellion when he called "five minutes to places." All this he did while hamming it up and quite obviously having a great time. He's already developed a great deal of stage presence and comfort in front of an audience.
He was also one of the narrators for the Rapunzel story and a newscaster along with helping to move set pieces and do general crew work backstage.
Many kudos also go to Jennifer English, the drama teacher and director of the show. Not only did she manage to put a show together in which each and every fourth grader participated (I don't know the exact numbers, but there are three and a half fourth grade classrooms with 25 to 30 kids in each of them) but she also did it in a way that all the kids had fun. You could tell from the audience that they were all having a blast and no one seemed the least bit nervous or stressed. That's quite the accomplishment.