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Earthquakes

October, 2015

My mom sometimes plays an old song by Carole somebody. It might be Carole King. She sings, “I feel the earth move under my feet…” Well I experienced that first hand this week. The earth has been moving under my feet and bumping my chair and rolling underneath our house and our school and the rehearsal room. It rolled right through our scene.

The earth moved right in the middle of a scene I was doing from Our Town, which is about a hundred years old, but Mrs. G says it’s a classic, and we were doing classic American scenes. So this guy named Chaz and I were onstage doing the soda fountain scene where we first find out we’re in love, and believe me that took some acting with Chaz for a partner. I probably shouldn’t say that with this going on line, but I don’t think he’ll ever see this.

Anyway, the curtain opens and we’re about a minute into the scene when there’s a terrible shaking and I thought the floor was going to open up and swallow us. Everybody in the audience was screaming, and Mrs. G said, “It’s just an earthquake,” but her face went all pale and she had these wide, terrified eyes, and nobody was listening to her.

Dr. Henderson came over the loudspeaker and he told us we needed to move to the parking lot in an orderly fashion, but kids were already racing through the door, and it felt like the end of the world until the shaking stopped.

We get to do the scene again, and that’s a good thing, because Chaz couldn’t remember his lines once the shaking started. Neither could I.

Dad made me watch the news tonight. We’re having earthquake swarms in San Ramos. He says that means that the faults are releasing pressure. He says it puts off the big one. I hope he’s right, but I also hope they stop soon.

If you’ve ever been in an earthquake, write back and tell me what it felt like to you, okay? Thanks!

Sandee Mason– 10/15

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9-22 Hanging at Starbucks

I’m waiting for Diego to walk home with me. He has detention again. No math homework,again.

While I’m here, I’m trying to pick out a monologue that would be a good audition piece. Our teacher, Ms. G, says we don’t have to have an audition piece, but I figure if I’m going to do this I should do it right. That’s what Dad always says. Mom too, though lately she doesn’t say much of anything.

It was what Bri told me in 7th grade when I was trying out for cheerleading. “If you’re going to do it, do it right.” He was in tenth grade back then. He thought he was a big shot because he was in high school and his home room had elected him to student council.

Was that only 3 years ago?

Who will I be 3 years from now? Just wondering.

Maybe you can tell me who you think I’ll be once you’ve read TALENT. We’ll put up links to the book as soon as they’re available. It won’t be released until November 1, but you can click on Reply and ask questions in the meantime, okay?

Hello, World. It’s me, Sandee Mason.

My name is Sandee Mason. I’m 15 and a half and I’m about to share my story with the world. I want to find my talent, so I tried out for my high school’s production of Oklahoma! But things didn’t work out the way I hoped they would. I wound up being the ASM. That’s an assistant stage manager. And that was pretty boring, so I asked for another job and wound up doing props too. You know what props are, right?

So anyway, B. Lynn Goodwin, who wrote my story down, wanted to set up this website, and it sounded like a good idea to me. She said I could be the first one to post something. Here’s what I’d like to say to the world:

Life is what happens while you’re making other plans. A lot of people have said that but when I looked it up, the Internet said that John Lennon said it first. He was one of the Beatles. I love their music, and I’m sorry John Lennon died.
My story is called Talent.
It’s going to be available all over the Internet starting November 1. You’ll be able to order it in advance if you want to.
I also want to remind you that real life doesn’t have a script. That’s sort of  like what John Lennon said.
Sometimes you don’t realize how much you can miss someone until it’s too late. You’ll find out more about that in my book. Actually B. Lynn Goodwin’s book, but it’s my story. Just read the book. It will make everything clearer, okay?