Chapter Six, page 2

There will be four more pages to this chapter…….

In seventh grade I became involved in the school choir, because I had always enjoyed music classes in grammar school. The choir performances were scary, because I was nervous, but we always did well. Our teacher was really fun, and the whole sixth grade had to participate. So it was only natural for me to sign up for choir in seventh grade. What was great about it was that the kids who were there wanted to be there and also enjoyed singing; it wasn’t a school requirement any more. It was an area where I had a little bit of self-confidence, because my sixth grade teacher had told me I had a strong voice and was always on key. She encouraged me more than she knew at that time in my life when I needed it most.

The choir class I took in seventh grade also had kids in it from the upper grades all the way to seniors. I felt nervous at first, because I only knew a couple of people my age. I made a few more friends eventually, though.

One friend who stands out in my memory was a guy named Greg. He had blonde hair, was bone skinny and had a huge space between his two front teeth. He was always cracking jokes and seemed like he felt a little nervous, but he had lots of friends in there. Over the course of the school year we became choir buddies. He was three years older than me and seemed to take me under his wing. I wasn’t attracted to him as a boyfriend interest, and I am sure the feelings were mutual. We just liked sitting next to each other and talking before and after class. He was a tenor, and I was an alto. This meant we were always singing different parts, of course, so it was a real challenge for me. I never hung around with him at any time except in choir class. I looked forward to choir every day for this reason. I enjoyed his company; he had become my first male friend. I’ll never forget his kindness and friendship. He came to mean a great deal to me over the course of that year, but then I think he graduated. We didn’t keep in touch, though, because it was just a casual school friendship. Nevertheless, I felt the loss deeply.


About whitefeatherfloating

When I began this blog I was simply going to share my writing. However, after being part of the blogging world for quite some time now, I decided to begin sharing my artwork. Patsy's Creative Corner will still have my artwork and some writing, but I created a new blog called My Crazy Life! in order to simply write my short autobiography and hopefully get some feedback on it as I go. However, it is a very slow project right now.

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