Today was Recital Day here in Our Little Town!
Every year, the musician who teaches Tabitha and Lauren violin and piano, respectively, gathers all of her students together into one place, asks us parents to bring goodies, and puts on a recital. We’ve been doing this for several years now, and it’s always a lot of fun.
There is also the traditional struggle over what Lauren is to wear, which ends with her well dressed but not especially pleased about it, and this indeed was the case this year. Next year we have resolved to move this part of the event to the night before rather than wait until it is time to go, the better to enjoy its many-splendored nuances.
The girls were early in the program this year, which was nice.
First up was Lauren, whose negotiation skills were clearly in evident by the Stone Age vest that she wore over her pretty blue dress. Hey – you give some, you get some. She marched up to the piano and launched into her two songs and did a very nice job of them.
And why not? She’s been practicing for a while now and had learned them well, even the one that for some reason required her to cross her arms and play that way for several measures. She later said that she was so nervous she was shaking, but you couldn’t tell from where we were sitting, and that is the key to performances anyway.
Afterward Tabitha went up, carrying her violin.
She did well with her piece also, despite getting lost in the middle for a bit. But the most useful skill you can learn in life is how to pick yourself up from a mistake and move forward, and she did that with grace and aplomb and finished strong.
Afterward there were several layers of goodies and cauldrons of punch, and life was good.
Well played, ladies. I’m proud of you.