9/11 has become its own entity it is no longer a date or just some numbers. If someone says 9/11 ones mind immediately goes to that horrible day in 2001. If you were old enough you know exactly where you were when it happened and you can give your own living history about what you remember from that day.
Today I chaperoned my daughter's choir to a performance that has been almost a year in the making. Last veteran's day 2013 the school choir performed for a veteran's day chapel where the guest speaker was a medal of honor recipient. They sang several patriotic songs, but one in particular stood out. It was a version of the Grand old flag where the children pull kazoos out of their pockets and kazoo the second verse. The choir director was actually quite nervous about that part and in no way wanted it to come across that the children were being rude.
Well, she needn't worry. He loved it! He told her on that day that the National Medal of Honor convention was going to be held in Knoxville in the fall of 2014 and would they come and sing that same song for the recipients.
Fast forward to today. I knew all of that back story. I thought it was a nice that the man had wanted to include the choir but I had no idea. Being a chaperone I was a member of the Mamarazzi, walking around with no particular duty taking pictures of everything and anything and I overheard some people talking about how excited they were to hear the children sing. They were calling them the kazoo kids. When they finally practiced their kazoo song the man next to me clapped and laughed and clapped some more. He turned to me and said "That's awesome!!"
Now, of course I think that everything my children do is fabulous, but I'm not one of those mom's that thinks that everything my children touch is sacred so I mean it was okay and all but awesome? He turned to me and said do you know who they are? I said Well, yes. I'm with them. He said Do you realize that they have been on the schedule before there was a schedule? The kazoo kids had been talked about all during the planning process of this convention about how great their song was, and then here it was the time to perform.
It has been so busy lately that it wasn't until the master of ceremonies had us pause for a moment of silence to remember 9/11 that I even realized it was 9/11.
In that room this morning were those that had given so greatly for their country, and there were children that are the hope of this countries future. It was humbling.
There are still good people in this world, there is still hope in this world. Adults still get excited about kazoo songs. 9/11 will always be solemn to me but today I got to see a representation of not only selflessness but also of hope for the future. It's a good day.
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