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Even I was brought to tears during my third period class.
Well hello my little chickies. I'm just going to let you know that this post may or may not get hella emotional. Sorry, I'll be funny another day, I promise.
So in my chorus class, my teacher/conductor has picked out a balance of beautiful and energetic songs for us to sing. Our latest one is especially beautiful sounding. It is called Goodnight Dear Heart.
My teacher educated us on the meaning of the song, and I don't think there was a dry eye in the room: The music was inspired by an event that happened in a young couple's life, when they were in the midst of adopting a little girl from Ethiopia. On the way to America, she unfortunately got very sick and passed away. The potential father-to-be's brother found a poem that seemed to fit their situation, and wrote music for it. It was a poem that Mark Twain wrote for his daughter's grave stone when she unexpectedly died at the age of 24. My teacher really wanted us to connect it to someone who has died in our life, and when we sang the line "Green sod above lie light" I started to get choked up. When the class discussed the meaning of the song, and someone described it as "the first and last lullaby to their daughter", I cried. Connecting the song with my own life made it impossible for me to get a word out, and I couldn't help crying. A lot of emotions that I hadn't felt in a very long time all hit me at once and it was overwhelming. Old memories all started flooding back to my brain. I wasn't the only one tearing up (or downright crying); most of the class was. Even though it was a lot for me to take in (and I actually wanted to go home), I know that this is what music is supposed to do. If it doesn't make you feel something, than it's not working.
Let's hope I keep it together for the musicale.
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