Thursday, May 1, 2014
Close to Nowhere
Thursday night we enjoyed a band concert and show choir right here in Marshall County.
Potts Camp School has begun a couple of audacious projects -- a band and a show choir.
My youngest granddaughter Remy plays the French horn in the band. One of my other granddaughter’s closest friends, Mallory, plays the flute (or clarinet?).
Just before the Christmas break, the band and choir held their first-ever concert. They’d had their instruments and been playing maybe two months. I know Remy had never even seen a French horn before. She does love it though.
For a long time, we’d send her outside to rehearse her songs. Not only are horns loud, when you hit a bad note, it hurts ears.
Surprisingly, it wasn’t long before we recognized the Christmas song she was rehearsing. And the dogs loved it. They’d also trot right over there and sit until she was through.
For the spring concert, the band members had to “dress nice.” That was traumatizing for Grem. We went shopping at one of her favorite stores and her sister, who is the fashion police, picked out and vetoed, etc. until something was found that Meredith liked. Remy wouldn’t even look at anything her mother or I picked up. “Mere is in charge,” was said many times.
Meredith also fixed Remy’s hair and makeup. I don’t know what she did to Remy’s really long hair -- it was rolled around a headband somehow and completely off her neck. She’s a beautiful girl anyway (Grandmother talking here) and just was absolutely stunning when Mere got through with her.
When we arrived in the auditorium, it was a madhouse. All these beautiful children were running around telling each other how nice they looked. “Oh, you look so pretty.” I bet I heard that 300 times. And it was true.
The show choir was dressed for their songs in jeans and colorful T-shirts. I only recognized a couple of Mere and Remy’s friends who are in the choir, but they did a really nice job.
She cried after the concert was over -- happy tears. She was so delighted and proud of the band.
I hope Mr. Ratcliffe stays at Potts Camp School a long time. Remy loves band and Mr. Ratcliffe.
“Music is my life,” she said.
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