Doing a mime to Michael Jackson's "Man in the Mirror"

I hope that this one only applies to my youth group, but chances are there are others out there that experienced this same humiliation. When I was in high school, our youth group learned an interpretative dance to “man in the mirror.” If you’ve never heard it, it’s a slow song about changing how you treat homeless people and how you serve others and ugh, it was genetically created in a lab it’s so perfect for bad youth group dramas. I don’t remember the whole dance, only the very end when Michael Jackson whispers urgently, “make that change.” A girl named Amy was supposed to sweep her hand out dramatically at the audience when he said that but she couldn’t get the timing right. I remember standing there in the middle of a Caribbean mission trip in an old wooden church on an island called Dominica as our dance director got angry at her, making her do it over and over again, thinking to myself, “where did it all go wrong?”