My daughter is not new to this middle school. However, there have been many changes in administration and class assignments, so she and her friends have been anxious. I had heard the girls say that last year’s choir teacher “rocked”. A new choir teacher, “Mr. Kelly” was accepting all students for audition after school today.
She got home from school.
“Hey, how did it go?”- Me.
” Great” says my daughter.
“What did you guys sing?” – Me.
“Listen to this Mom”, she says.
As she starts singing, my stance straightens, my right hand covers my heart and tears start rolling down my eyes. I join my budding soprano in spirit as she finishes singing, “Over the land of the free and the home of the brave”.
My daughter sings the National Anthem perfectly. It dawns on me, “We are Americans”- two accents, united with the same feeling. A long time ago, when I became a naturalized citizen, I memorized the lyrics of the Star-Spangled Banner. I join in every single time and I know I have an accent, but I still sing.
As I think of the unrest in the world, I say a prayer in my heart, “Please God, let no one take away our national anthem from us.”
I applaud Mr. Kelly for teaching the choir to sing the most difficult song, with one and a half octaves, at their first audition. I hope my daughter continues to sing in future. One day, she may sing the National anthem solo and if you come and compliment her, I know my heart will say “Thank you, thank you Mr. Kelly”!
I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America, and to the republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.