Performance

Today, Hannah had a performance with her choir, which is a part of Northwest Girlchoir.  The performance was at what they called  a  “friendraiser,” consisting of a silent auction, lunch, and performance by 3 of the NWGC choirs.  There were two of the younger choirs and then one ensemble from one of the high school choirs. 

Since Sim isn’t the best guest for luncheons and silent auctions (only because he’d like to get down and help himself to everything), we decided that Michael would stay home with the younger kids and I’d go watch Hannah sing.  And have lunch.  And bid on things. 

Unfortunately, I was outbid on the things that I wanted, but I did manage to drive the prices up, so I suppose that’s helpful for the fundraising part of the event.  The lunch was good, and the singing was excellent.  Northwest Girlchoir does a fantastic job of teaching girls to sing, and the older ensemble sang so beautifully …the younger kids were great, too, although certainly not as well-trained yet.  However, in Hannah’s age group there are probably close to 50 girls, and they all sang together, with expression, and very well, which I chalk up to the very great talents of their director.  It’s always fun to see them perform.

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There were some unintentionally amusing things about the event, too, which I have to share, of course.

1.  I was sitting front and center (having gotten there quite early and selected a good seat), and when I took my place after bidding and getting food, I introduced myself to the moms across from me, who also had girls Hannah’s age singing.  We chatted about how wonderful their choir director is and about various other things.  Then a young woman sat down next to me.  She and I exchanged names and she asked what brought me there. 

Me:  I have a daughter in the choir.

Helen:  What?!  You look so young!  How old is your daughter?

Me:  Six. 

H:  Really?!?  No, you really look too young!

Me:  Thank you.

H:  I mean, I wouldn’t think you’re older than 28!

[Of course, it’s not completely unheard-of for a 28-year-old to have a six-year-old, but that didn’t seem like a necessary point to argue.]

Me:  Thank you, I’m actually 32.

H:  Really?!?  I guess I’m not that far off, but you look so young!

Heheh.  I’m just hoping it wasn’t because I had a ketchup stain on my shirt or something. 

2.  When the girls came in for their performance, they began filing into the risers on the stage.   They looked out at the auditorium filled with tables and people, and several of them had expressions that seemed to bode imminent throwing up.  I suddenly wondered whether that had happened ever and WHAT would one do…Happily, nobody did throw up, but for a few moments, it looked like it might happen. 

3.  At the end of the performance, all the choirs sang a song together, and the applause was loud and long.  There were several girls from Hannah’s choir who were standing on the stage, bowing, and holding their hands over their ears. 

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Hannah loves Girlchoir.  She loves the rehearsals, she loves her teacher, she loves the singing, she loves the games they play.  She had a fabulous time at this performance and is looking forward with eager anticipation to the next performances. 

Naomi is counting the days until she turns four and can join the youngest choir.  Well, I guess that’s not completely accurate.  Naomi isn’t as practical as that yet, but she does know that once she’s four, she’ll join the choir, and it seems to be the only thing she wants for her birthday.