The Story of the Christmas Program at School

I wondered how the holiday concert at school might work out for me this year.  There are many, many students at our school, and not so many places for parents to watch the concert, so the concert each year is performed three times:  8:30, 10:30 and 12:30.  Dr. Peds attended the 8:30 concert before work.  My plan was to drop The Banana off at school and then come to the midmorning concert,  hopefully being able to leave early in the middle of the concert to get back to preschool to pick up The Banana.  I wasn’t sure if I would have to miss part my kidlets’ performances or not.  But it worked out perfectly and both YaYa’a and Mr. SP’s classes were slated right next to one another.  My second concern was what in the world I was going to do to contain Mr. Trouble on Feet, capable  of a lot  of trouble at a crowded concert, but I put him on my back and he was tickled pink with all the applause.  He liked joining in with his own hands.  A few times he burst into applause in the middle of a song, but luckily his hands are small and no one else noticed.

We got to the concert very early because YaYa had chosen to play a piano piece before the concert began.  She did great.  It takes a lot of guts to play in front of that many people.

Here is the first grade class.  More than 100 first graders on the risers at once invokes a lot of energy.

Mr. SP was in the middle on the top riser.  It was the second concurt of the day and singing is not so much his thing, so he spent a large portion of their third song turned around backwards examining details of the large art poster behind him.  Eventually the responsible girl standing next to him took him by the shoulders and turned him back around forwards.  He needs people like that in his life.

And here is a final image of YaYa singing with the fourth graders.  They were great singers this year and sang partner songs with tremendous enthusiasm. She had remarked yesterday about how all the boys were worried and shy about singing, which she found ridiculous.  “If they can play hockey, I’m pretty sure they can sing with confidence,” she told me.