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daisy drama club STAGE FRIGHT! writ
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Contents How It All Began 1 Putting
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How It All Began Sophie and Cressid
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‘If only we could be in a proper
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Putting up Posters September came a
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But then I deliver the immortal wor
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A Royal Arrival The Daisy Drama Clu
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good bit of kit. Need a few nails h
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Ten? Twenty? Thirty? ... she would
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‘You're going to be an actress wh
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Jumping jellybeans! Sophie was impr
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There were Harriet and Henrietta th
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Once the twins had got over their s
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‘May I join?’ asked Lou awkward
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She reached in her top pocket and p
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‘The one with Scrooge and all the
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clouds of sad dust which was that t
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‘Doth Tiny Tim die?’ whispered
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‘What about the barn?’ suggeste
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‘That,’ said Sophie in a hushed
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‘I'm sorry dad. It's just that we
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Disaster for Cressida The good thin
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‘No. We've had the cottage for te
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had come when John and Cressida pul
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‘How much?’ asked Sophie. ‘Te
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He switched off the normal lights a
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Rehearsals Begin The next Saturday
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Cressida and Sophie exchanged glanc
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they were planning on performing A
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‘Tiptop!’ said Cressida impress
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‘Although, I do have a bit of a b
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Dreary and so feeble! We're meant t
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‘I'll never ever, ever, ever lear
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Things to DO The weeks sped past an
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‘Leaping liquorice! Those are bri
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‘And mine!’ said Cressida. ‘N
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‘Worse news than worse news, yes,
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A Terrible Fright On Wednesday nigh
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‘I can’t thee a thing,’ cried
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Then came act four, scene one. Only
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I fear you more than any spectre I
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The children raced out of The Barn
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as fast as he could, thinking that
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The Ghost Hunt School the next morn
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hung from the beams. Forty seats we
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... NOTHING! Only an empty blacknes
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She pointed to two small muddy hole
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Pink Lollipop Farmer Bagwash was go
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