When I was in grade school, they used to do small annual Christmas plays with some local actors coming in and putting on a show. I hated them even when I was a kid, but hey, whatever, it got us out of class.
The only one I can recall specifically is the play where Santa Claus got sick and couldn't make his run, so Mrs. Claus went and did it for him. I even remember they made a joke that it took her longer to do it because she went to the trouble of washing the dishes after eating the milk and cookies. I saw this when I was about 7 or 8. I am now in my mid thirties.
My point is, you're not special Sarah, and you aren't unique, and your ideas were considered good enough for grade schoolers three decades ago. Fuck off.