Anatole France
It’s the melody within the heart that helps us endure.
February 23, 2010
(Image from The Patchwork Prose Project)
I was appointed as the section head in our choir few weeks ago by our president. And one of the responsibilities is to inform others about our upcoming rehearsals, soprano sectionals and events. Also included is some of the reminders esp. for the new members of the choir. This is quite a challenge on my part. But few weeks after being appointed it was really fun.
I never thought that Ate Mavic, our conductor and I will be this close after me being appointed. When she was still a member of the choir we rarely talked to each other, considering that we were both sopranos. But now that she is now appointed choirmaster of Coro De San Sebastian it was way different. Well I’m not saying that she’s a snob or what, she’s actually approachable and friendly. She’s not that great when it comes to vocal techniques (unlike our previous conductor) But i can see that she’s very patient to this and she see to it that despite her rigid schedule she tries to meet up with all of us. I just hope that some of our members see this…
Sometimes I wonder what makes her energetic throughout the whole day. She attends to their whole day rehearsals from UP, teaching some choirs somewhere that last until midnight. Looking back I remember my former conductors to the choirs I’ve joined and they also do the same. Strict to the vocal technicalities of each voice range, methinks that it must be stressful for them to teach each and every one of them. But after the rehearsals they seem to be ok, as if they were recharged or freshen up. Is it the music that were singing has keep them going?
Maybe because of the unrequited love for music that has kept them going.
And as John mcLeod said, “It’s the melody within the heart that helps us endure.“
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