Sorry about the double post… I was just so upset.
1st grade: Mooney in “The Glass slipper” (adaptation of Cinderella)
2nd grade: A tailor or village person, or something. Memories not fond of that year. Play was the Empress’s new clothes.
3rd grade: A teacher in Tom Sawyer and Huck Finn. Adapted from Tom Sawyer.
4th grade: Ali Baba (sort of)
5th grade: Demetrius in Midsummernight’s Dream
6th grade: I can’t remember. Mostly I remember because we changed rooms often in grade school, but fifth and 6th grade were in the same room.
7th grade: Hortensio in Taming of the Shrew
8th grade: Caliban in The Tempest.
I won’t go into sumer productions or high school.
Second grade: Chicken Little in, well, Chicken Little. 
Fourth grade: Dopey. (Yes, the dwarf.)
Sixth grade: Marilyn in Rumpelstiltskin.
Seventh grade: I would have been Sandy in Grease, but I got sick and couldn’t sing. 
I was a fairy godmother in 5th grade. It wasn’t a typical fairy tale that we put on…It had something to do with some characters from fairy tales being put on trial, and I was a witness. My charcter’s quirk was that she talked non-stop, so I had the most lines in the play.
In 10th grade, I was an extra in “The Pajama Game.” I had one line, “He’ll never last!” In another scene I fainted, and I also sang in several scenes.\
In 12th grade, I got the lead role of Hellen Keller in “The Miracle Worker.” Not a lot to say, but physically demanding.
I almost got to be Bert the chimney sweep in the fourth grade Christmas musical. I had the Cockney accent down pat, but the music teacher didn’t think I ‘projected’ enough.
The same year, our class put on a play about the writing of the Constitution. I was Edmund Randolph.
In fifth grade, as part of a unit on the American Revolution, we held a mock trial of some of the prominent figures on the American side. I was Thomas Jefferson. I cracked on the stand and Sam Adams got hanged as a result.
I played some sort of cop in 4th or 5th grade. I had wanted the 1st cop, but got 2nd instead. I think that ruined me for life! 
I dont remember what grade… 1st or second. But I was non too bright (no really!) and couldnt remember any lines so I got to be a puppydog. My only lines where RRRREESSS! (yes) and RRRROOWW! (no) I couldn’t even get those right and had to be cued by the teacher each time. I remember her mouthing the words yes and no to me at the appropriate times.
I sucked.
…make that NONE too bright… :rolleyes:
also… a little later in gradeschool we did a singing thing… there were bleachers on the stage and everybody was standing on them singing. I was in the back row goofing off and fell off. The next thing I remember was the teacher dragging me off stage by my upper arm in a painful pinchers grip. I remember thinking “what the heck, my parents don’t even do that” but she was fummin. I guess I spoiled another one. DAMN… I must have been the “troll” of the gradeschool plays.
…what the hell is fummin??
fuming… fumeing… what the hell, she had smoke coming out of her ears.
4th Grade - the fat kid in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. I’ve blocked out the name of the character.
6th Grade - Queen Guinevere in our bastardization of Camelot. Heehee- all the popular, pretty, not heinously awkward girls were horrified and shocked that me, with my orthodontic device and Janet Reno glasses and dancing that mirrored epileptic seizures, got the lead. What the heck, I could sing!
8th Grade - Susie, the Most Popular Girl in School, in Funky Winkerbean’s Homecoming. Ironic for the reasons listed above. I had to sing a song called “I Want a Hunk”, I still remember the words:
All of my life, I’ve been waiting for
The boy of my dreams to walk in the door
I want cutie, just a real heart-stopper
A guy who looks like the poster in my locker
A hunk
C’mon, everybody now “She wants, she wants a hunk!”
How embarrassing for me. :o
When I was in kindergarden, the class put on a production of Hansel and Gretel. I really wanted to be Gretel. REALLY REALLY wanted it.
When the teacher handed out the parts during circle time, she made a big production about how she didn’t know if I was grown up enough to handle my part (I was–still am–a real attention hog, and I acted out a lot in class). I was sure that it was going to be a big one…a starring role…GRETEL, perhaps!!!
I was the Opening Narrator. Smallest part in the whole damn show. I can still remember my line: “We like to pretend that we are many things. Today, we are going to pretend that we are Hansel and Gretel.”
The play was scheduled for the first day of school after Memorial Day. I was determined to prove that yes, damnit, I WAS grown up enough to handle my one measly line. I’d show the witchy old teacher; I’d be the best Opening Narrator in history!
I caught bronchitis over Memorial Day and I missed the play. Didn’t get to say my one line, didn’t get to prove how grown up I was. To this day, that’s one of the low points in my life.
My dramatic career began in nursery school, where I was the lead in the smash hit Are You My Mother?, the heart-rending story of a bird who can’t find his mother. He walks around asking various characters (a goat, a talking steam shovel, etc.) if they are, in fact, his mother, until finally in the stirring climax the two are reunited. It was a beautiful piece of work.
For several years I feared that, much like Orson Welles, I had reached my zenith with my debut and would be unable to find a suitable follow-up. Enter the third-grade production of Mickey Mouse For President. I was critically acclaimed for holding a giant inflatable guitar and singing a song about why Mickey Mouse should be president, to the tune of “She Loves You”.
I was also Bill Bobstay in H.M.S. Pinafore, Prince Escalus in Romeo and Juliet, and Donalbain in Macbeth, but those plays aren’t so good.
I was an Easter egg in kindergarten. My mother tells me I spent a fair amount of time curled up in a fetal position on the couch:
"What are you doing, Rose?
“Practicing being an egg.”
I also narrated some weird-ass play about jungle animals in second grade, was in the chorus for the Wizard of Oz (we actually toured our district with that one, and I distincly remember hearing irritated sighs from the audience as we broke into “Yellow Brick Road” every five minutes), and got drafted to play an Orphan Annie doll in a musical Christmas play in fifth grade. I was terrified of singing in public. I will never forgive my music teacher.
Our fifth-grade class (God bless ye, Mr. Karafelis, wherever you are) put on two plays, Puss in Boots and a pantomime-style Owl and the Pussycat (British pantomime, not actual mime). I was some sort of lighting assistant for Puss, which basically entailed sitting in the booth, goofing off, and letting the one guy who knew kinda what he was doing run the board; in Owl I was a puppeteer, making whatever hand puppets we could get hold of do goofy dances during the songs and reacting along with the audience whenever participation was called for. Lotsa fun, though.
Moth, in a severely edited sixth-grade production of A Midsummer Night’s Dream. I still remember my line. It was, “And I!”
Strangely enough, that’s my only acting experience ever, and I’m working on a PhD in English Renaissance drama. I’m slightly neurotic about this. Every couple of years I have a dream where I’m being forced to act the female lead in one of Shakespeare’s plays – generally one I’ve read, discussed, and analyzed within an inch of its life. I can never remember my lines.
I was Puck in “A Midsummer Night’s Dream.”
Augustus is his first name. Recently had that come up in a bonus in academic tournament play.
magdalene - I think you were Augustus Gloop. I’m fairly certain that was the name of the fat kid in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
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Random trivia question: A famous band was named for another character in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Can you name the band?
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I played ‘Robbing Hood’ in fifth grade! Yes, Robbing Hood. It was a comedy… pretty funny too.
Thanks, iampunha & Thespos. No really, thanks.
So, everyone, in 4th grade I played a fat BOY named Augustus Gloop.