Posts Tagged ‘singing’


August 27, 2012

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.

© UpsideBackwards 2012.

Always singing

February 3, 2012

Babess sings all the time.  Sometimes it’s “just” skipping in circles around the kitchen singing “La la la la la la, make a happy song, la la la la la la, make a happy song, la la la la la la la, make a happy song, la la la la la la la, make a happy song…” You can probably guess the rest of that one, but rest assured it is a long song.

As far as I know, she has only seen the movie “Annie” once, but since then she will often sing, “I love you, I love you, I love you, you’re only a day awwwwwaaaaaay!” (repeat ad lib, of course).

She has learnt a lot of songs at daycare, naturally.  A current favourite is “I had a little turtle, his name was Tiny Tim” – she loves to do the actions, especially all the bubbles at the end.

Rather unusually for a 3-year-old, Babess can actually hold a tune, which makes all the singing much less painful.  But it didn’t help The Dad much this afternoon when she decided to sing “another song from daycare, not the turtle one Daddy.”  She then started to mime some actions, and said, “I don’t know the words to this one!  Do you know them?”

© UpsideBackwards 2012.

A weather charm

January 12, 2012

We haven’t had the driest summer here.  In fact it has been soggy verging on sodden.  I realised today that the children have been singing not-quite-right words to a song again, and once again I rather like the result:

Rain, rain, go away,

Come and get another day!

© UpsideBackwards 2012.

Sing a New Song

August 18, 2011

It was one of those days where Pearl was in a grump and anything anyone did (especially her siblings) was going to annoy her.

Babess, on the other hand, was supremely content.  For no reason – she often doesn’t need one.  She was singing, stringing random bits of songs together with “la la la, be do be do” in between.

“Babess! Stop that! It’s not even a real song!” snarled her big sister.

“Yes it is,” protested Babess mildly. “[singing] La la down in da jungle be do old mac-nonald la la…”

“No it’s not! You just made it up!”  The Dad observed that all songs are made up, but Pearl just rolled her eyes at him.  She was in a right snit.  (Don’t worry, after a couple of hours in the rocking chair with a good book she was back to herself again, but that was later).

“OK then, what’s the name of the song?!” she challenged.

Babess paused her singing again to give the perfect answer.


© UpsideBackwards 2011.


December 15, 2010

Pearl and I went carol-singing tonight.  Our town has an annual “carols by candlelight” event – a misnomer, for the most part, as the candles aren’t really needed until almost the end.

I know some of my northern-hemisphere readers are curious, so I will say, yes.  We did sing “Winter Wonderland” and “I’m Dreaming of a White Christmas”.  While basking in late-evening sunshine.  No irony there at all

It was a great event.  The crowd was friendly and happy, the weather was lovely, and the band was good.  I could have wished for a little less rock, perhaps, but we will undoubtedly have more traditional carol-singing sessions in the next 9 days (eeeek! only 9?) so I can have my a cappella Silent Night fix.  Pearl was, if anything, even more disapproving of the drums and electric guitars than I was, to my amusement.  But she still managed to enjoy herself, and surprised me by knowing all the words to Winter Wonderland.  I embarrassed her by singing along with Snoopy’s Christmas and (in the pre-carols entertainment) I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles).

A highlight of the evening was the lighting of the Christmas tree – of course we had to wait until about 9:15pm to make the lights visible!  It was then the candles and glow-sticks started to appear, too, transforming the crowded park into a fairy-land of singing families.

Christmas is definitely coming.

© UpsideBackwards 2010.


November 13, 2010

Two years ago (wow! that long already?!), at the music school’s Christmas concert, Pearl was so afflicted with stage-fright that she refused to actually go onto the stage with her pre-instrumental class.  She sat in the wings, faithfully banging her wood-block in time and singing along, but invisible to the audience.

Last year, she played very well in a group of about two dozen violinists, and we were thrilled.

This morning, the choirs gave a small concert for parents and friends.  The senior choir, of about 15 or so children aged 8 and older, started the concert and sang very well.  Pearl will join them next year, but this year she was in the junior choir, for children aged 5-7 at the start of the year.

At the end of the senior choir’s part of the concert, the junior choir came on so that both choirs could sing one song together.  Unfortunately, not many of the junior choir were able to come, and some were late.  So three little girls stood up to join in.  Then they sang a number of songs without the seniors.  I was terrified for them!  They were so little, and so alone.

But, you know what?  They all stood up straight, smiled brilliantly, and sang their hearts out.  Their voices rang out strong and clear and (mirable dictu) in tune, and they held the audience enthralled.  They sang cute songs, some with actions, that they clearly enjoyed.  And – I am biassed, but – I think Pearl sang the loudest and the clearest.

After the junior choir had sung their four or five songs, the senior choir re-joined them for a reprise of “The Siamese Cat Song” from Lady & The Tramp (“We are Siamese, if you please; We are Siamese if you don’t please…”).

They were a credit to their wonderful choir teacher, and fully deserved their rapturous applause.

© UpsideBackwards 2010.

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