Voices
Like moths drawn to a flame, children young and old focus on the edge of the stage when the music stops. Inviting children, fifth grade and down, to come sit on the floor, all eyes focus […]
Like moths drawn to a flame, children young and old focus on the edge of the stage when the music stops. Inviting children, fifth grade and down, to come sit on the floor, all eyes focus […]
Who could have ever guessed the dusty old farmer was once a polyglot. What mysterious keys does his past hold to explain his multi-versed abilities? And how does Hugh Lofting play into this? Something I’ve noticed