Monday, August 3, 2009

Clearly not a Southern girl...

I enjoy the South. I've been having fun here. But there are some things that just, well, throw me off. Things I'm not used to.

Tonight, I was at a rehearsal for "Showtime at First Baptist," and one of the characters has a monologue about how she's having a hard time adapting to the South, and I totally identified with her. I've only had grits once (they were okay, I guess), and I've still managed to avoid okra and butter beans.

At the end of rehearsal, everyone formed a prayer circle. I've never done this before. Especially in a theatre. And with strangers.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not opposed to prayer. I'm just not used to public, group prayer outside of a religious setting. And the informality of it was strange to me, too. If I'm praying with a group of people, it's probably a group from church (or at church), and the praying generally starts with a more formal prayer, like "Our Father" or "Hail Mary."

It's just something I'll have to adjust to, but I felt awkward and out-of-place. And, although it may sound odd, I'm going to pray about it. Huh.

2 comments:

Kevin Atteridg said...

Heh, an interesting way to wrap up the blog. Oddly ironic, in a good way.

Sharla said...

I'm a southern girl...moved away for 13 years but it called me back to raise my own daughter. The South is its own unique animal, that's for sure!

And you should go for the okra and butter beans...with some cornbread soaked in butter. Don't know what you're missing! Okay, I need to go to the grocery store now...