I spent the past week singing, singing, singing so I didn’t do much writing (writing, writing). *smile*

Tuesday, I sang with my friend Ann Potter at the MCTC faculty recital.

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Thursday, I joined the women at Honoring Women Worldwide for a profound evening discussing health and spirituality. A bonus for me is that my singer friend Sara Thomsen joined me (and I got to sing one of her great songs!).

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And then Saturday night, I joined Trio Tipo for a really fun set at the Grand Opening of John’s Pizza Cafe. They were so great to us and made us feel very appreciated and welcome. (I love venues that support live music!) My cup runneth over when I sang a cappella and everyone in the place clapped along.

A member of the Echoes of Peace choir sent me this poem she wrote. It is her response to the Pastures of Plenty concert, which focused on immigration issues.

“It might be terror
that propels us.
It might be hunger
or despair.

But it is hope
that bears us.

Hope moves upon the waters.

And, though the threads unfurl
across the distances,
they do not break

the threads that bind us …
to our landscape,
to our language,
to a loved one’s face.

Hope moves upon the waters

in the shape of a ship,
in the shape
of a desperate raft …

a lone figure in a river
on a moonless night.

Hope moves upon the waters.”
– Deborah Cooper

Yep ... I know ALL of their names. *smile*

Choreographer Kalie French, Director Dudley Voight and I pose after Friday night's show.

We did it again!

I’m happy to report that once again the students of Northeast Middle School turned out a stellar series of shows. With a final cast and crew count topping 60 kids, it was our biggest production to date.

We did four performances this year, including two evening shows and two in-school performances Thursday and Friday for the kids’ peers at Northeast and Waite Park and Pillsbury elementary schools. Dudley (our director) said she thought our in-school performance on Friday was one of the best she’d ever seen. (I agree. *smile*) My thanks to all of you who attended and supported Northeast’s latest effort.

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Mr. Alex takes a break from leading the stage crew

Our lead costume designer, Ms. Kim

With so many kids, it took a little longer for this group to “gel,” but in the end all the kids learned their lines, sang their songs and — thanks to the imagination and hard work of Ms. Kim and her handy team of costumers — looked great doing it.

Add in the simple, but clever, set designs assembled with the help of Mr. Alex and our crew, and the audience was transported to a colorful, wonderful Wonderland.

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To get ready to perform  we gathered in a classroom before each show so I could warm up the kids and Dudley could give her motivational speech.

Each pre-performance gathering also featured a compliment circle by the cast. In the circle, each cast member gives a compliment to someone else in the show and I was moved as I watched a community forming before my eyes. (Granted it was a kind of squirrel-ly and noisy community, but … *wink*) In fact, a tear came to my eye as  Ms. Kim complimented the kids (and adults) on all their hard work before Friday night’s final performance.

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To watch these kids shine makes all the hard work worth it for me. By Friday night, they understood what they were doing and were comfortable enough (or maybe just tired enough?) to actually enjoy it. You could see them figuring out that the people watching the show are a part of it and that magical exchange between performer and audience began to happen.

In short, they did us — and themselves! — proud.

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Saturday, I returned to Northeast to help strike the set and pack up the sound system. Many parents came to assist us in packing up the costumes and props; taking down the clouds and curtains; and taking apart the stage extension, which we built especially for this show. The stage extension allowed Alice, played by three actors, to “shrink” and “grow” during the production. (It also provided a cool entrance for the Flowers of the Golden Afternoon! *smile*)

Quite a few of the cast showed up to help, too. In between jobs, we ate cookies and swapped tales of their individual and collective glories. More than a few told me they’d be back next year. It warmed my heart to hear the kids singing the show songs as they helped pack up the sets and clean up the auditorium.

Now it’s time to rest up while we consider the options for next year’s show.

(I’ll keep you posted. *grin*)