In my 32 years as a professional VENTertainer, I have never came across a problem with children as I did last Thursday. The tutors were having a lot of problems with the students and then it was time for me to perform. I was doing a family tree of the Old West. I held up a picture of Davy Crockett and asked the kids who that was. Their answer was Donald Trump. When I held up a picture of Jim Bowie, the kids answered Justin Bieber. Every question asked was answered with one of those two names. The tutors tried to stop them with no luck. One kid was sent home because of being so unruly. I'm sure that they acted that way with their teachers prior to the tutors getting them. I persevered and finished my performance then like the Flash, I high tailed it out of there.

How not to interact with the audience like shove a puppet in their face.

I just use a music stand for my characters and it works real well.

This morning at church I did an interview with Pastor Amanda and my bigfoot character named Hairy Manilow for the Children's Moment. It was about being different and people immediately are afraid and want to harm what they don't know. It was widely praised by the congregation who after the service wanted to meet Hairy Manilow.

My funny things said believe it or not were not from kids but supposedly smart, educated adults. I don't know how many times I had adults come up to me after the show to tell me I sing terrible but the character sings beautiful. I never told them who does the voice of the character because I don't want them to be embarrassed when I would tell them. I was once getting ready to perform a show when one of the mothers came up to me and told me she was leaving her child with me while she has an affair a few blocks away. I told her I am the performer and not the babysitter and that I am not responsible for her child if she leaves. She still left after my show started for her fling. I did have one funny thing happen, but not at the time, with a kid. I brought three kids up on stage and before I could start with any of them, the one kid must have had every can of beans the night before and decided to exhale on stage. I couldn't get my breath and the other two kids were pulling on my sweater saying that can't I smell him. The kid's parents were in the front row and I had a live mike so I couldn't answer the other two kids. I turned my back to the audience, took a breath of polluted air, did a real fast bit with the gasser and got him off stage. I then once again turned my back to the audience and took several big breaths of clean air. I have passed sewer grates and nothing smelled as bad as that kid.