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Join us........ Leave your fields to flower
Join us........ Leave your cheese to sour
Join us........ Come and waste an hour or two
Doo-dle-ee-do
Journey....... Journey to a spot ex-
citing, mystic and exotic
Journey........ Through our anecdotic revue

We've got magic to do........ Just for you
We've got miracle plays to play
We've got parts to perform.... Hearts to warm
Kings and things to take by storm
As we go along our way - - Magic to Do, Pippin


They’ve got magic to do out at River Hill High School weekend. Beginning Thursday night, and running through a Sunday matinee, they’ll be presenting the musical Pippin. I’m excited for three very good reasons:

1. I’ve actually never seen Pippin
2. My husband is one of the musicians in the pit band.
3. My daughter is in the ensemble. 

So you won’t be surprised to hear that I have tickets for every performance. 

While I don’t expect you to dedicate your own weekend in the same way, I would like to invite you to see the show for yourself. Howard County Schools do many things well. As we struggle with budget issues it is hard to remember all the different ways we support students in learning and growth because we are so focused on shortfalls and loss. I’d like to humbly suggest that everyone spend an evening with these young actors/singers/dancers/musicians and draw some energy from their enthusiam.

Musical theatre can’t make our problems disappear but it can give us a brief respite from what ails us. 

Last night the auditorium at River Hill was filled with parents and school staff attending the Superintendent’s meeting about School Safety. The stage was set for local dignitaries. Tonight the same space will be filled with the sounds of singing and the stage will be set for drama and dance as they run their last dress rehearsal for the show. That’s just the way our schools are. They have to be ready for anything life throws at them.

Come fill the house for this celebration of what these students do best. In a world of uncertainty, threats of violence, and political upheaval, they choose to give their all to remind us of this message:

In the end, though, Pippin finds that happiness lies not in extraordinary endeavors, but rather in the simple joys and ordinary moments that happen every day. 

Join us. Here’s the trailer to whet your appetite.

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This week, the River Hill High School Theatre Arts Department will proudly present the Broadway musical, Pippin. With a memorable score from multiple Tony, Oscar, and Grammy winner, Stephen Schwartz, Pippin is the story of one young man's journey to be extraordinary. This multiple Tony-award winning show was originally produced on Broadway in 1972 (directed by the legendary Bob Fosse) and then successfully revived in 2015. River Hill’s production promises to bring magic and joy to the hearts of audience members of all ages. Heir to the throne, the young prince Pippin is in search of the secret to true happiness and fulfillment. He seeks it in the glories of the battlefield and the intrigues of political power. In the end, though, Pippin finds that happiness lies not in extraordinary endeavors, but rather in the simple joys and ordinary moments that happen every day. 

Performance dates and ticket information:
  • All performances will be held in the River Hill High School auditorium.
  • The performance dates are March 1,2,3 @ 7 p.m. and March 4 @ 2 p.m.
  • Tickets are $13 in advance and $14 at the door.
THE ADVANCE TICKET SALE PRICE ($13) WILL BE HONORED AT THE DOOR IF YOU BRING A NON-PERISHABLE FOOD ITEM. All food donations go to Howard County Food Bank.
Advance sale of tickets: Online (now) via “Seat yourself” at http://www.seatyourself.biz/rhhs

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