the Miss Saratoga 2013 Beauty Pageant.
Saratoga Speedway Ltd
I bet many of you didn’t know that, in another life time, I entered the “Miss Glovertown Pageant.” Although I was not required to wear a bikini, I was required to show case a talent. I chose to play the piano.
While waiting my turn, I sized up the competition. Anne and Elizabeth concerned me. Both were incredibly lovely. Both were piano players. How good? I was soon to find out.
Anne went first. I can’t remember what she played, but do remember it as a very folksy choice. With a flourish, Anne finished, folded her talented hands in her lap, bowed her head as the applause rolled over and over and over her.
Elizabeth was next. From the first note, I knew I was in trouble. She had chosen an incredibly difficult classical piece, am thinking Beethoven’s HammerKlavier. Elizabeth’s fingers flew over the keys. Her body swayed with emotion. Effortlessly, she shifted from Largo to Presto. Vivace to Adagio. Piano crecended to Fortissimo. Not once did she falter.
With a flourish, Elizabeth finished, folded her talented hands in her lap, bowed her head as the applause rolled over and over and over her.
No one told me that the next Carnegie Hall Piano Virtuoso lived in Glovertown. I hastily reviewed my options:
Perform my hyper extended elbow trick?
Although great, it might not be enough to impress the judges. Rejected.
Play my trumpet? Too risky. Hadn’t played for months. Rejected.
Sing? Oh! Ha! Ha! Ha! Rejected.
Playing the piano it was.
I crossed that stage feigning a dignified, unconcerned air; shoulders thrust back, head held high, gracefully sat, smoothed down my long blue dress, with the cute Peter Pan collar, which, by the way, was sewn by me, (Should I have chosen sewing?) and placed “Fleur de Lis” on the stand.
The crowd leaned expectantly forward. Would “Fleur de Lis” top Anne and Elizabeth’s choices?
So far so good. But now it was decision time. Move on to the next theme? (Which I had never actually played through without a mistake.)
Repeat the first theme?
Couldn’t risk it. I repeated the first theme.