We took our spots in the Art Studio, waiting for our turns to go on stage. In place of the nervous feelings I expected from them, I found only excitement and true determination on the faces of our students. They had gone from vocal proclamationsof terror in the morning, to courage and confidence. Even with a few forgotten lines and missed queues they pushed on, and gave the best performance I've seen from them yet. The pride flowed from them as they stood, beaming at the audience for their curtain call. Some even forgot to take bow, they were so busy smiling.