Love make our friends a little dearer.
Joy makes our heart a little lighter.
Faith makes our path a little dearer.
Hope makes our life a little brighter.
Peace brings us all a little nearer. ~Unknown
When I was young, I would spend most of my nights listening to old records, everything from rock, folk, bluegrass and country. I loved many different styles of music, to name a few, Linda Ronstadt, ELO, Journey and even The Carpenters. :)
Really, whatever was in the cabinet that my dad had.
I was always outside, but when the sun went down I would go and put on the old headphones and just get lost in the music. Being terribly shy in school, music was a good outlet for me when things were stressful at school my freshmen year.
Somehow I got into the highest choir class by mistake and I have no idea how, but it certainly would not be something I would choose for myself. My teacher knew right away that I didn't belong there and didn't say anything to me or the class. I really didn't know what to do but to just stay put, hopefully unnoticed and try and figure out the right class later (a good freshmen theory, I thought).
He was so patient with me and let me stay in the class (without saying a single word to me), while everyone else had to audition with a solo, read a little music, and complete lower levels of choir just to get in there. The other students were Juniors and Seniors and very serious about music! The lower classes are for beginners, and shy people like me; he could've just put me in one of those, but he didn't, he just handed me the music we were going to work on.
We toured and sang in different places all over, and wore long formal dresses and sang songs from the Beach Boys. We had to do a solo for each final in front of the class, which there was absolutely no way I was going to do. For three years I would not do a solo but participated in all the choir class practices and tour activities and passed the class (I could have sounded like a toad for all he knew). My word, what a teacher!
It was the very last day and we had our last final, everybody got up, one by one put their sheet music on the piano and sang the song of their choosing with the accompaniment of a piano soloist. One of the songs that were sung by one of my friends I recognized, "Bless the Beasts and Children" by The Carpenters and right before the final bell rang, I borrowed my friends sheet music and got up and sang it in front of the class, the bell rang and my teacher with the biggest grin played it back from a recording (very loudly) on the speaker as we all left the class on our final day.
There is my embarrassing story, but wow, what a teacher, huh!! :)