A Poet Sings
The school year is coming to an end. I always get nostaligic at year's end. Always have. (I suppose most people do.) I remember when I was little, I was always the girl that cried on the last day of school. Everyone else seemed so happy, and I was too, but also moved and overcome with a sense of finality, of moving on, of growing up. I distinctly recall one year in particular, I think it was 4th grade, sitting in the front of the bus, as we pulled away from school, honking our horns, kids screaming out the windows. And I just sat by myself, in the front seat, teary. Oh, Sarra.
Lastnight was the Chamber Singers concert. The final performance with this group of people. This year, more or less, has been centered around this choir. Last year I did not feel connected to this group. This year, however, I have come to love and respect it. It had to do with going to Hungary, getting to know my conductor more, and making many friends within in the group, as well as really liking the repertoire, and noticing a vast improvement from last year. The concert lastnight was very fun --- I think I was smiling on the inside, or out, the entire time. Just joyful to be singing with my friends ...... :) When I couldn't go out afterwards with them because I'm not 21, I felt a bit bummed. But I went to the Quad to sit and contemplate. It was 10pm, still warm, a cool breeze. Summer is coming fast.
I am so excited.
Lastnight was the Chamber Singers concert. The final performance with this group of people. This year, more or less, has been centered around this choir. Last year I did not feel connected to this group. This year, however, I have come to love and respect it. It had to do with going to Hungary, getting to know my conductor more, and making many friends within in the group, as well as really liking the repertoire, and noticing a vast improvement from last year. The concert lastnight was very fun --- I think I was smiling on the inside, or out, the entire time. Just joyful to be singing with my friends ...... :) When I couldn't go out afterwards with them because I'm not 21, I felt a bit bummed. But I went to the Quad to sit and contemplate. It was 10pm, still warm, a cool breeze. Summer is coming fast.
I am so excited.