Ah, the dreaded school play! I was in a couple of those too... once as (are you ready?) Santa Claus because I was overweight. I hated that, and was very embarrassed by the reasoning behind being chosen for the part... but thankfully I didn't have to speak, just stand there having a couple of the other kids sing beside me. The other one I can remember vividly was playing the wife/mother in a play... myself and the boy chosen as the husband/father were chosen because we were the tallest in the class. My Mom who was there to watch the play said it was a good thing the audience was quiet because, even though I knew all my lines (and apparently performed my part very well... the teacher also said this) I wasn't very loud.
Funny thing about that last line is... when I was working at the school as a lunchtime yard supervisor, my parents drove by the front of the school one day with their car windows down, and my Dad looked at my Mom and said "Listen to her... you can hear her yelling all the way from the schoolyard in the back... she sounds like a drill sargeant!" Apparently I learned to project my voice! LOL
Very true, Mary! I prefer writing to reading... can you tell? *grin* In fact I one of my friends who I email from time to time says "You write bloody novels for emails!", but he enjoys reading them. ;o) I do like to talk to my friends (after I have gotten to know them and get over my initial shyness), but I don't like to *speak* in front of people, so I'm glad I'm never asked to do so as I am relatively certain that I would have to say no, if I were asked to speak in public.
*hugs* Gem