“I Owe My Life to Ethel Merman”

Once upon a time in a land far away, a little boy was born on June 7th. He was no ordinary little boy. That is, if little boys can be ordinary. He was fifth in line to carry the family name. Fifth in line to say hi to Grandma on the phone. Fifth in line to be taken shopping for new school clothes. But first in line with a fertile imagination. It is hard to know when this first became evident. Perhaps it was in the games he played with other children. Games like Swing the Statue– where whoever was ‘it’ had to twirl the other contestants by one arm round and round and then release them to see if they could come to a stop without falling down. The ‘swingee’ had to hold the pose in the last steps before falling- thus becoming statues-until everyone had been swung. He would strike very dramatic poses: a discus thrower, ‘The Thinker’, Mighty Mouse… This led to a natural progression of going onstage at school. The picture above was a publicity shot from his debut in a first grade Christmas production along with his classmates as ‘Christmas Tree Bulbs’ sticking their heads through a very large green fabric ‘Christmas Tree’ singing all of the carols they knew. He secretely wanted to be the Star of Bethlehem that sat in the highest chair, but that was given to a third-grader.

He went on to play all kinds of characters in situations that spanned the globe, never leaving his small home town. His dreams grew as he did, and soon he was ‘fifth’ no more. In fact, he became 1st in many respects to those who knew him. The stage presence had set him somewhat in a different catagory. He was the first to travel to distant lands- Europe, the tropics, exciting cities– What he tried to do was to bring the best of his adventures back home. Being an actor, he was a storyteller and he loved to enthrall with tales of strange new places and the people he met. Spreading new wings and leaving the nest opened vistas beyond imagination. He never persued a career in the bright lights as some thought he might, but his interchange with multitudes of different people and places continued on. Then he met these two guys:

                                 


 

Who could have guessed that as time went on, so would the stage. What has changed is that we no longer tell our stories and tales solely to family and a small town audience. It is worldwide. Though our travels to exotic places have slowed, our exchanges with so many interesting people haven’t. It amazes us-the readership from around the globe at Adgita Diaries. We thank you for reading the stories written and for visiting here.

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Danke für das Besuchen       Grazie per visitare       Toa chie Xie xie       Hvala lepa

Dank u voor het bezoeken       Merci de visiter       Σας ευχαριστώ για την επίσκεψη

Shukran gazilan       Ookini arigatou      Tack så mycket       Terima kasih       Dêkuji

 Thank you-Mates       Minmonchar       Вы для посещения       Kamsahamnida

Tusen takk       Dyakooyu       Liels paldies        Go raibh maith agaibh       Spasibo

Tuhaadee kirpaa hai        Sibälaj maltiox       Çok tesekkür ederim        Thank you-Canada

 Tashakkur        Grazcha       Köszönöm szépen       A dank aych       Dziekuje

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 ~ I had a dream, a dream about you, baby.
It’s gonna come true, baby.
They think that we’re through, but baby,

You’ll be swell! You’ll be great!
Gonna have the whole world on the plate!
Starting here, starting now,
honey, everything’s coming up roses!~

  ..…………..Ethel Merman  ‘Everything’s Coming Up Roses’

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