My kids have some talent. Some is even worthy of showing off.
Last night we went to watch our oldest perform (Ballad of Don Quixote) for the talent show at her school. Now I have one friend who claims he would rather stick himself in the eye with a dinner fork than have to go watch an elementary school talent show. Personally I think he's crazy. Sure they can be trying. Painful in fact. But they are definitely proof of how much we love our kids.
When my daughter got ready to play, they hit some technical difficulty with the wiring. But after they got it all straightened out, she did a beautiful job on her piece. The mom sitting behind us even whispered to her family "Wow--she is good." No one could have known how stressed she was while they were fixing the crossed up wires and such. So proud of her for her composure.
Some of other acts were incredible. There is a young Adele at this school. Such a fantastic performer. But other acts were, as you might expect, really difficult to sit through.
Before long I found myself wiping away tears. Not out of sadness. Not out of embarrassement for the kids. But out of sheer pride in a great group of kids who got up on that stage to perform and had the guts to stay up there even when their acts were crashing in on them.
A few acts were singing to their favorite songs. But there was a problem on the sound system so all at once their background would disappear and their naked little faltering voices were out there all alone. But no one ran from the stage. They stayed and made it through to the end. Then they smiled brightly, took their bows and ran off stage.
Kudos to the kids with guts and determination. I'm so proud of those little entertainers. Even though some of the singing was well below Adele, they were great performers who kept going through the rough patches. Their bright spirits managed to shine right through the less than perfect performances.
Bless the children, one and all.
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