Once A Rennie

You may be disappointed if you fail, but you are doomed if you don’t try. Beverly Sills

Write about a time you tried something and you were glad you did. What was it, and how did it turn out?

Becoming a Rennie and acting in a fair was not something I thought I would ever do: My husband introduced us both to the whole thing.

On a lark, he bought a Groupon to the local renaissance fair, and we had so much fun we went back the last three days it was offered. He was the first one between us to buy garb. (When we dress up, its not a costume. It’s garb.)

After several summers of going to fairs, Cohiba decided to wanted to check out the volunteer event, he wanted to go just to “check it out.” “See what they have to say.” While we were there, I could tell how badly he wanted to try it as a pirate (black power!) I decided to sign up with him.

I felt a little weird the first cast rehearsals and even the first weekend of fair, because everyone else had so much history and seemed to know each other so well.

One of my kinswomen seemed to notice, and I was honest with her when I told her I felt a little unsure. She encouraged me and said I was doing fine, so I got involved with a little more gusto. I quickly fell in love with the acting and the patrons and the day to day of a Rennie, and this has enriched my life so much.