Wednesday, December 12, 2007

What a difference.

One of the clearest examples of the difference between Zoli's old school and his new school can be illustrated by comparing the two choirs. hmmm, what I mean to say is that the compared behavior of the two choirs is startling. Last year when we attended the choir concert it was vastly different from the lovely experience we had last night. A quick list will sum things up because I don't want to dwell on negatives...but here goes...

a.) The children were very well mannered and attentive to their choirmaster. Noone was fighting, pushing or running around with their dress purposely off. Noone wore bedroom slippers (that made me happy.) Prior to the concert at our old school the kids ran around a gym like wild yahoos, laughing shouting obsecenties and completely out of control. In sharp contrast last night the choir filed into the auditorium (an actual theatrical space--with real seats!) and sat quietly until Mr. Hudson gestured to them; at which point they stood up, in sync, and took their places on the stage.

b.) Last night the soloists did not hip check anyone when their took their spots back in the rank and file.

c.) The kids seemed to respect and admire Mr. Hudson and they obviously adored the accompanist. They tried to get Mr. Hudson to do a rap he promised but he wimped out and noone was out of control during this impromptu moment.

d.) The music was simpler than Z preferred but I think the A2 Boychoir is more responsible for that opinion than any fault with our old school. Dr. T really challenges the boys and after all this was just "choir class".

Nonetheless the music was lovely and the kids were obviously very proud of themselves as well they should be!

Did I mention Z is the only guy? This will serve him well in the future, but right now I am just happy he is okay with it. Singing is THAT important to him.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hooray for the "Z" Man. I'm very excited he is still in the choir , and yes it will do him good. He looked so handsome.