[Dad and child walk in stage door, dad holding the ‘L’ plates gets a microphone (pre organise what colour you’ll pick up with sound person), and calls out to child, who never stopped and is walking down the isle to leave through glass doors.]
DAD: Good job with your driving home tonight. Soon you’ll be driving as well as Tiger Woods!
[child roles eyes practically at the glass doors by now]
CHILD: Whatever [call out loudly, no mic needed]
DAD: Golf joke!? [sighs and talks to himself] Dumb joke. See you in the morning
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[Dad kneels down and voiceover plays.]
Hi God,
Another day done, hey.
Thank you for your leading today. For safety, and for strength to get through today’s challenges.
Thank you for the blessings in my life. For a job, somewhere to live, A peaceful society where we’re able to freely worship you.
Thank you for blessing me with beautiful family.
Please help me find ways to motivate Lisa to get up in the morning. I really don’t like the daily battle trying to get her up and out the door to school. Please give me more patience with her. I try and be patient but sometimes she makes me late for work, which causes trouble for me. Help me to keep calmer. Help me to know how to connect with Lisa. It breaks my heart how we no longer talk much.
And thank you again for stepping in, again, during Lisa’s driving lesson this week. And thank you that insurance has agreed to cover all damages to the traffic light poles… and the Porche.
