Pearl is in three choirs at the moment. The church-based one (which doesn’t regularly sing in church, it just meets there), sang in church on Sunday. It’s a beautiful neo-Gothic church with lots of stained-glass windows and candles.
They sang during communion, having been invited to do so because some of the parish children were celebrating their First Holy Communion at that service. They sang beautifully, about ten young voices floating through the church – such a big space for such a small choir!
I was proud of Pearl, she stood up so straight and watched the choir director, opened her mouth to sing out confidently, and didn’t let herself get flustered in front of an audience. The congregation applauded warmly after each of the three hymns.
We don’t regularly attend this church, but do have family ties to it. I reminded Pearl that The Fabulous Auntie B got married in that church, and that her great-grandmother also sang in the choir there many years ago. It feels nice to keep the tradition going in a small way.
Nana would be proud.
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