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Thursday, December 16, 2004


   The music and arts show!
Hi everyone!

Last night was soo great! My school had our music and arts show. The art classes made some great art to show, and our school band, gospel group, our "Ladies of Harmony" which is a all girl chorus, and the normal chorus all were in the music part of the show. I was in the chorus. The theme was "Christmas around the world". Pretty much, its about songs from around the world. The band did a few really cool songs, including a really sweet solo by a friend of mine on a guitar. Then the gospel group got up. Wow, they were really great. They did "Lean on me" and a few other songs. When they were done, the Ladies of Harmony came on stage. They are a all girl chorus of about 10 girls. They did a few chirstmas songs. But, they did a really awsome finnaly. They did "Santa baby", with two "props", lol. The props were two of the guys from our chorus. Hahahaha, it was soo funny. They sat in a chair and while the girls were singing "Santa baby", they flirted with the boys. They were soo embarassed to be on stage with the girls, lol. After that, it was our turn. There was a 10 minute intermisson so then we could prepare the stage and the audienece could go look at the art in the lobby. The chorus sat outside of one of the side doors in a small hallway for 10 minutes. You see, we were going to file in from the hallway to the stage while singing a song. It was pretty sweet. We sung about 6 songs. Everyone was VERY impressed by our preformence. I had teachers coming up to me today saying "Great job!" Wow, its a great feeling. And, the chorus isnt done yet! We still have three more shows to do before winter break. But, thats a story for another day.

Here is todays poem:


We sing
By:Linda A. Copp

We sing as does the wind.
Its own song, in its own time.
Whispering, shouting,
speaking inaudible sounds
and listening for its echo.

Silence is a shadow,
an illusion,
there in no quiet where life exists.

There is but, one silence,
one time without stir,
and that is eternity,
death.

Call me a secret,
a face, or a song.
Name me a villain,
a witch, a church mouse.
I am a haunt,
I am the unknown,
I am myself
and you are you.

Are we both so loud
that neither hears?
Are we both so seeming
that neither is?
We sing but our songs seem
stagnant, still
And Yet, we sing and sing
until silence falls.



Well, thats it. Talk to ya later!

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