*I read recently on one of the blogs that I follow, when something triggers a memory, write it down as part of your story.
Whenever I hear the Christmas carol
Ring Christmas Bells, it takes me back to Junior High. I was in the choir and our music teacher, Mr. Gardner I think his name was, had us perform that song in a Christmas Concert. I can't remember if it was the only one we sang, but it is really the only one I remember. I sang alto and I remember that it was pretty hard to learn that part. Our teacher was really good though; he went over our parts until we knew it by heart.
My aunt Dot came to the concert and afterwards she told me that she thought we did a professional job on that song and that she thought our music teacher was really good. That meant a lot to me because Dot had sung in the church choir and had also sung on the Bethany Hour, our church's radio program every Sunday morning.
My junior high school in West Springfield is now an elementary school. In fact, it was the school that Marley went to from grades 1-5. It was so neat for me to go back into that school.
These pictures are from an open house that I went to when Marley was in first grade. I couldn't believe that the auditorium looked almost exactly the same. Same platform, same seats even. The only difference is that there is now a classroom in the back of the auditorium that makes it a little shorter.
You can be sure that when I went into this auditorium, I thought of Ring Christmas Bells.
