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 She whispers Beautiful Melodies
My eight year old got up this morning and after getting ready for school she looked up at me with her sparkling blue eyes and said,
“Mom, I didn’t make the choir.” and proceeded to halfway grin.
At first I thought by her expression she was fibbing.
She is always playing jokes on me.
Telling me she got an F on a test, then brings it to me and it says B. Things like that.

I looked at her trying to figure out if she was serious or not. She didn’t break the stare.

“What do you mean you didn’t make the choir? I thought you told me last week you did?”

My heart pounded for if this were true my motherly instincts were already kicking in, wondering why didn’t she make it. She is perfectly capable for a third grade choir. Sure she is a little shy, but she whispers beautiful melodies…

“Well they hung some kind of list in the hall and all my friends said my name wasn’t on it. So I guess I didn’t make it and they did.”
She continued with this grin which was making me still wonder if she was joking with me.

“How many people tried out?” I asked. Trying to get her to confess her lie.

“Uh, five.” She answered.
I swallowed hard,

“Well how many out of the five made it?”
“Everyone but me mom” She belted out. That’s when I knew she wasn’t playing around with me.

She put stuff in her backpack as I stood dumbfounded. I’m not one of those parents who think their child can succeed in everything the world offers. I know she won’t make it at everything. But I still wondered how a music teacher could put the burden of “not making it” on one child out of five. It didn’t make sense. The song they had to sing was “America”
I believe she would have done better if the song was Redneck woman. Lol. She sings that one well. But not fit for a third grade choir.

So what now?
Well I suppose I will wait for her to tell me. I have plenty of ideas, but this is her life, not mine.

The thing that surprises me most is how she handled it so well. No tears. No whining. She simply stated facts and continued on.
That makes me proud.
What a strong voice she has without even singing!
    Posted by Writer on 2008-09-23 09:15:05 | Rating: | Views: 57
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That was good and suprising... I am not being judgemental but most younger girls tend to be emotional... that shows great strength at an early age... I bet I know where she got it from.
Posted by  DouglasMB  on 2008-10-10 15:36:30 
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