“Whoopsy Daisy Angel”

I’ve just been to see my daughter in her first school Nativity play. I say Nativity play, as yes it did have Mary & Joseph, but headlining was Whoopsy Daisy Angel, singing a catchy little number which I can’t get out of my head. It was a very inclusive play, not in the PC way, but more how do you include 50 four & five year olds in a play, that let’s face it, only has about 10 main players.

The more I watched, the more it reminded me of Project Management.

The initial design was simplicity itself, Mary, Joseph & baby Jesus in a crib. But undeterred with having the basic requirements, a whole new raft of additional features was added. Shepherds and angels, OK I’m with you, I’m sure it was 3 Kings not 6, but if you don’t ask you don’t get I suppose. A good sized flock of sheep, some donkeys and the occasional camel were also in the ensemble. It’s stretching it a bit to have snowflakes, in the desert I ask you, but all was revealed as the story unfolded.

As an aside, there was an interesting school-gate discussion between an irate mother and the teacher, demanding to know what a little boy angel costume looked like. The calm response was that little Johnny was not an angel (we all suspected that), but was in fact a shepherd.

So the play commenced, with lots of surreptitious waves as the cast came on, though in fairness, the vast majority of waving came from the audience. Mary & Joseph were obviously under strict instructions not to move a muscle throughout the performance. Unfirtunately, the headband holding Mary’s headscarf slowly slipped down, until it became a blindfold, covering her eyes, leaving her looking like a scene from a Middle Eastern hostage situation.

There were other similarities to the Middle East as the various factions competed for superiority. The snowflakes felt superior to the angels, however there were more stars than snowflakes and angels combined, so the power of numbers looked to take the upper hand. It might have looked like a lost cause, but the camels were holding hands with the sheep, so maybe’s there’s hope.

The snowflakes tok to the stage, whirling around in a high-speed ring-a-ring-a-roses that was so fast the wobbly things on stalks flew off their heads randomly, just like decisions from a Project Board meeting.

Everyone in the audience focused on their own little star performer (snowflake number 2 won the prize for me), but like my project, high above the Hurley-Burley, there was one constant and unwavering star, leading the way dynamically forward. (I’m happy to accept a Christmas bonus in shares to avoid tax penalties, Boss.)

The biggest applause went to a little boy, shy as a mouse, who after a bit of prompting, got up and said his piece. Another aside is that at my sister’s school, she got a letter from a parent saying that little Johnny couldn’t be an angel in the play as he wasn’t well enough behaved. She lost the letter, till after the show.

Anyway, conducting and controlling this mayhem, with a confidence and aplomb that was amazing to watch, was the class teacher and her assistant. Nothing phased them, everyone deemed it all to be a huge success and there were lots of smiley faces.

As I said, the more I watched, the more it reminded me of Project management. There for all to see were the obvious comparisons with the teaching miracle workers and the awesome effectiveness of Project Managers and their Project Support Officers. Before you unfairly respond, remember it’s the season of goodwill and that Whoopsy Daisy Angel, much like my blogs, are largely fairy stories.

Season’s Greetings

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