My youngster (nearly 10 years old) had had a project week at school. For a week the entire school had rehearsed a circus act and performed it on the Saturday. My youngster had lived the whole week only for the circus. On Monday they put up the tent and helped with the installation. They rehearsed the act and at home he had practised diligently. On Friday he was inconsolable. That was not logical, because the performance was not due until Saturday. I had expected that he would be looking forward to it, that he would have stage fright, but somehow sadness did not fit into the picture.
Michaela Merz 