My family recently spent a lovely weekend celebrating the musical talents of students in Worthington and the surrounding area. On the evening of Friday the 30th of March, my son played tuba in the 6th grade jazz band at Ben Lee’s Café – which just happens to be the place I live and write every Monday, Wednesday and Friday morning while my youngest daughter is in pre-school.
I love Ben Lee’s.
But enough about that.
The 6th grade jazz band wasn’t the only band that played. Also performing were the 7th, 8th, and high school jazz bands, as well as a hand-picked group of 5th grade band students. It was a fun, loud, cozy, (did I mention it was fun?!), excellent night of music. Truly, the kids were fantastic (am I biased? Probably.) and their directors definitely deserve a round of hearty applause for their commitment to our kids that goes far beyond the classroom.
We really enjoyed ourselves that night, but our musical weekend was only beginning. The next day, for the first time ever, my 4th grade daughter played in the Worthington Area Piano Teacher Association’s Piano Festival. She was tested in theory (I always HATED theory back in my dismal piano lesson days) as well as playing two pieces before a judge. She did quite well! In fact, she was asked to play one of her pieces in their Honors Recital the next day, which was lovely.
I think that, aside from hearing and seeing my kids perform, the next most fun thing about the musical weekend was seeing their friends playing along with them. In a small town, this isn’t unusual, but as my kids are just reaching the performing age, it’s something I’ve not experienced a lot. It makes me thankful for the good friends they have, for the good teachers in our area, and for the wee bit of musical talent that God has blessed them with.
Now if I could only get them to believe that practicing is fun.
P.S. – not all of these are great pictures – the telephoto lense (especially indoors and dark) needs a tripod and I didn’t have mine with me – it was with my husband in Germany!