Then the moment of the wax museum arrived and he got nervous. Not about the acting or public speaking. He loves that! He was worried that someone might make fun of his costume. So worried that it paralyzed him with fear. My poor sweet boy. We finally "convinced" (lovingly, but sternly forced) him into the costume moments before he was to participate. He walked into the hall and a friend told him he looked cool. That was all he needed. Our pep talk had not worked. Our bribes had not worked. Our frustrated threats at the last minute when we had exhausted all other tools in our arsenal had not worked. The affirmation of his buddy was all he needed. He had a wonderful time participating in the Wax Museum. The bigger the group surrounding him to listen to his speech, the happier he was. Ryan did not want to change out of his costume when it was over.
My friend Julie and I took our boys out to lunch afterwards to celebrate.
Here is his speech he wrote.
"Hi, my name is William Moultrie. I was born on December 4, 1736. I am the son of Dr. John and Lucretia Cooper Moultrie. I am a South Carolina war hero . I was a general of the Revolutionary War in the Battle of Sullivan's Island and became a national hero in 1776 when my unit defeated the British Navy. We made a fort out of palmetto logs and sand. It was only halfway built when we were attacked, but the British cannonballs bounced off the logs or got stuck in the logs. The site of the battle is now called Fort Moultrie in my honor. After the war, I sat in the House of Representatives and was also governor of South Carolina twice. I also designed the first South Carolina flag. I died on September 27, 1805."