Last night after choir we had an amazing experience. My friend & choir president Autumn wrote about it on her blog. Instead of rewriting the whole thing, I'm just posting a link to her blog so you can read it for yourself. I don't know if her blog is private or not, so if you can't read it, I'll summarize just in case.About 10 of our kids from choir were able to participate in a spontaneous drum circle with African drums and other percussion instruments for 1/2 hour after choir yesterday, and they loved it. I was really happy to have been there. Living where we do, in a smaller community which seems to have a very large emphasis on hockey (don't get me wrong, I love hockey too), finding cultural experiences for my kids has been a little tricky. We are lucky enough to live close to a large city with lots of those opportunities, but sometimes it's nice not to have to drive 45 minutes and have the experience in the town that we live in. I was also so glad I had brought my 12-year-old nephew with me yesterday. He was visiting us just for the day, but sings in a choir in the city he lives in, so thought it would be fun to sing with us for this one practice. Seeing him play the drums with a smile on his face (which is pretty impressive, as far as unemotive 12-year-olds are concerned) was better than any other moment I could have created for him. When it was over, there was this electric feeling in the air, and the expressions on the kids' faces was indescribable. I will never forget that experience, and I hope they won't either.



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