The Bach Festival is in full swing. It kicked off Friday night with beginning strings and students. I, of course, will post the highlights here. I was sure proud of my beginning strings. It is hard to perform in front of people. Nerves kick in. Personally, I find myself wondering why I practiced so hard if everything I worked for flies out the window the minute my hands hit my instrument. But when I watch my kids, I think, "This is good for us." It's ok to work and work and work and not reach perfection.
Bobo wrote a "What If" poem as an assignment in her English Class. I thought I would share it in this post...as well as a couple videos from the first night of the Bach Festival.
What If
Tashiya Runs Through
What if poems
Wrote themselves
What would all the poets do
Poets would become musicians
What if instruments
Played themselves
What would all the musicians do
Musicians would become artists
What if paintings
Just appeared
What would all the artists do
Artists would become scientists
What if inventions
Fell from the sky
What would all the scientists do
Scientists would grow bored
And if boredom
Ceased to be
Bored people could
Write poems, Play music
Make art and Discover
Just as every person should
Bobo's poem is so great. So succint, so clever, and so circular. I loved it.
ReplyDeleteI didn't know you played the harpsichord! Amazing! It sounded great. Joe is fantatic.
And look at Bobo playing the cello (her form looks great)! And Naji, too! Nice bow tie!
I wish I had had 7 children so I could still be making them play! I'm so proud of your kids! Joan, I wonder what you'd do if you has some spare time!