My birthday this year was a bummer. There were lots of good things about it such as lunch with Aaron, the beautiful cake he brought home, and all the well wishes from family and friends. The bad things about this birthday, I had my Patho final the next day and I had an infection that required two doctor's visits and three trips to the pharmacy.This year's birthday, however, was not the worst birthday I ever had. That was when I was in the eighth grade.
I remember that day because woman in our small community collapsed dead leaving her husband, small children, and our entire town mourning. The high school cheerleaders were in an terrible car accident where several were hurt severely. To top it all off, I had my eighth grade band concert. A friend and I were to play a flute solo during one of the songs. When we rehearsed our special musical number, I marked my flute so the tone would be right but somehow on the night of the performance the pitch was off. I still distinctly remember the band director coming up taking my flute from me, adjusting it, and giving it back during my solo. I obviously was horrified.
I recently told my kids this story. Ethan wrote this little song.......
"An untuned flute, it makes me sad.
It makes me feel my birthday's bad.
A broken flute, an untuned pipe,
It makes me sad. It makes me gripe.
My teacher took my flute from me,
fixed it and it's melody.
Now I can play my favorite song.
All of the day and all night long.
When I get old, I'll tell my kids
Of all the things my old flute did."
The best part of my birthday this year was being with my family and having teenaged kids who keep me humble.
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