Recently I was attending Porgy & Bess. I was in my solid black kilt and I was dressed in black all the way. Black kilt hose, black flash, you get the picture. During intermission I went down to the Mezzanine level to strech my legs and look at the paintings. I heard a man say "It's different Baby. It's called a kilt" Then a few seconds later he said "I don't know Baby. Ask him." I looked over to see a cute little girl about 8 or 9 in her best dress, white gloves and white handbag. I smiled and asked "got a question?" She looked a little scared that I had spoken. The father said "She wants to know what that thing is hanging from your belt in front is and I don't know what it's called." I looked back and said "It's called a sporren." "Why do you have it?" she asked. "Well," I said "your dress doesn't have any pockets does it?" She shook her head. "That's why you have a purse, right?" She nodded. Well a kilt doesn't have any pockets either. So this is where I keep my stuff." I opened it & showed her. "O! ok!" she said. Daddy said "well that clears THAT up." & smiled.
Now I wanna know .... if you're going to take a kid to the opera why Porgy & Bess? I'd take 'em to Ahmal & the Night Visitors. Much more kid frendly.
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