My name is Jay and I am an Indian male nearing 40. As a part of the exercise, my role was that of a 16-year-old Texan girl - Wilma. Wilma isn’t anything like me. Her mother died and her father wants to marry someone else. She is confused. To me, the text of the play was boring. My teacher (the wonderful Kevin Phipps) asked me to identify one line from that monologue that talks to me and prep deeply about it. This is my story of how that evening opened up some knots deep inside me. This is abo...