Season 34: 2026-2027

There is a moment in every youth production when something changes. For weeks, we rehearse. We learn lines and blocking. We find costumes. We build scenery. We remind people where to stand, when to enter, and—for what feels like the hundredth time—which prop they are supposed to be carrying. And then, somehow, it becomes a story. That happened this week with Charlotte’s Web. E.B. White’s beloved story is about a pig named Wilbur and the extraordinary friend who decides his l

One company. One adventure. And a whole lot of dreaming ahead! The cast is set, the scripts are ready, and it’s time to DREAM! Stage Left Players is delighted to announce the cast of our original musical, Wake Up, Aurora!, coming to the Historic Trinity Playhouse this November. Sometimes in theatre, you get what we like to call a BID — a Blessing in Disguise. This year, rather than dividing our young performers into two separate casts, Wake Up, Aurora! will be created and per

Do you feel a story coming on? We all lived through 2020 and the pandemic years—but we didn’t all live the same story. For our next SPARK Storytellers event, we’re gathering personal stories about those years and the ways the experience changed us. Not politics. Not policies. Not arguments about what should or shouldn’t have happened. We’re interested in what happened to you. Maybe your story begins with Before the pandemic, I thought… Now I know. Or perhaps it’s about someth

Some friendships change everything. The barn is built, Charlotte’s web is taking shape, and our Stage Left Youth Players are getting ready to welcome audiences to E. B. White’s beloved Charlotte’s Web at the Historic Trinity Playhouse. Featuring young performers in Grades 5–9, Charlotte’s Web brings Wilbur, Charlotte, Fern, Templeton and the whole Zuckerman barnyard to life in a story filled with humor, heart and one extraordinary friendship. Our young company has been hard a

There is something about this time of year at Stage Left Players. The summer whirlwind settles down—or at least changes direction. The calendar on the wall suddenly looks alarmingly full. Scripts appear. People start talking about costumes, rehearsal schedules, props and things we probably need to build. And somehow, here we are. Season 34. Thirty-four seasons of gathering people together to tell stories in our little theatre in Lisbon. You'd think after all these years I'd