•7:02 AM
October 31, 2009 7:19 a.m.
One of the many exciting parts about having children, is that they really live. Everything to them is fresh and exciting, and worthy of extensive reflection and retelling. Nothing is "ho hum". Everything is an experience worthy of their entire heart and attention.
Yesterday, the children had an opportunity to perform their violins at a nursing home. Their teacher, who is in her 70s, has her mother (age 97) in a local nursing home, so she organized a concert there with ten of her students, all playing violin or piano. There were perhaps 20 or so people in the audience, and it seemed the concert took place in one of their dining halls. Oh, and this was a lovely, pleasant facility, and all of the employees we came into contact with were wonderful.
The concert lasted about a half hour, and both children played just fine. I was especially thankful for this opportunity because I love when they play in nursing homes. Also, they had not performed for an audience since May, so I wanted them to get in the groove again. Baby Girl played "O Come Little Children" and Little Son played two pages of the Accolay violin concerto he is learning, a six-page concerto overall. Did I say they both played great, as did all of Miss S's students?
Anyhow, the best part was the conversation in the car afterward, including the kids' retelling of the event to Self-Reliant Man over the dinner table. Here are some snippets I recall, in no particular order:
BABY GIRL: That was a good audience, because they really can't get out places.
LITTLE SON: Mommy, I liked performing there. It was fun.
BABY GIRL: They had a parakeet and a lovebird in the cage there. Weren't they cute?
LITTLE SON: That lady with the blanket over her legs shook my hand after.
BABY GIRL: Some ladies liked my dress.
LITTLE SON: Those people seemed fine, just like the people at Mimi's [assisted living].
BABY GIRL: The really bad off ones were probably still in their rooms.
LITTLE SON: This was a chance to share our gifts with others and serve Jesus.
Yep, you got that right! That's exactly right.
One of the many exciting parts about having children, is that they really live. Everything to them is fresh and exciting, and worthy of extensive reflection and retelling. Nothing is "ho hum". Everything is an experience worthy of their entire heart and attention.
Yesterday, the children had an opportunity to perform their violins at a nursing home. Their teacher, who is in her 70s, has her mother (age 97) in a local nursing home, so she organized a concert there with ten of her students, all playing violin or piano. There were perhaps 20 or so people in the audience, and it seemed the concert took place in one of their dining halls. Oh, and this was a lovely, pleasant facility, and all of the employees we came into contact with were wonderful.
The concert lasted about a half hour, and both children played just fine. I was especially thankful for this opportunity because I love when they play in nursing homes. Also, they had not performed for an audience since May, so I wanted them to get in the groove again. Baby Girl played "O Come Little Children" and Little Son played two pages of the Accolay violin concerto he is learning, a six-page concerto overall. Did I say they both played great, as did all of Miss S's students?
Anyhow, the best part was the conversation in the car afterward, including the kids' retelling of the event to Self-Reliant Man over the dinner table. Here are some snippets I recall, in no particular order:
BABY GIRL: That was a good audience, because they really can't get out places.
LITTLE SON: Mommy, I liked performing there. It was fun.
BABY GIRL: They had a parakeet and a lovebird in the cage there. Weren't they cute?
LITTLE SON: That lady with the blanket over her legs shook my hand after.
BABY GIRL: Some ladies liked my dress.
LITTLE SON: Those people seemed fine, just like the people at Mimi's [assisted living].
BABY GIRL: The really bad off ones were probably still in their rooms.
LITTLE SON: This was a chance to share our gifts with others and serve Jesus.
Yep, you got that right! That's exactly right.
growing up,
memories,
violin
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1 comments:
That sounds like a lovely experience for everyone. And of course it's always nice to have your dress appreciated!