Last night I went to Madi's dance performance. She danced beautifully!!! I was so proud. Don't tell her I said so but I think she has more raw talent in dancing than she does in Volleyball. Then again I'm not sure what to look for in Volleyball but I do know with dancing. :) She seemed so happy to be up there dancing with her friends. I was so proud!!! Oh wait, I already said that didn't I? :D
At her fall dance concert I cried because I was so touched at how beautiful she looked up there dancing on the stage. This time I just beamed with a big 'ol mommy smile.
There was one point that I did actually cry... when the cops had to come escort out a few of the rowdy kids sitting a few rows behind us. From the very beginning of the performance I was shocked and disgusted at the lack of manners and etiquette shown by the audience. Their behavior was absolutely animal like. The yelling and shouting, the glow from cell phones, the talking during performances, the overall lack of consideration for fellow audience members and the dancers was deplorable.
So yes, when two cops came up behind us with flashlights yelling at kids to get up and get out of the audience DURING a dance I cried. I cried again when they did the same thing a little later to a few more guys... and again a little later to a few more...
Oh how I longed for a more refined and respectful time. A time when people went to the theater dressed for the occasion. When the idea of yelling across the heads of rows of people just to tell a friend "hey" would have brought shame and disgrace on them. A time when you could sit back and appreciate the arts.
There were two young women sitting next to me from Valley Vista High School. They were there to critique the performance for their school newspaper. I shared some of my frustrations and thoughts with them. They are going to include it in their article. I wish it would help but I don't have much hope of that.
On a happier note... Madi was absolutely glowing after the performance. She stayed late to help clean up the mess left by others in the dressing room (well done Madi!! I'm proud of you!!). Jan and JB gave her a bouquet of flowers. I had gone to purchase some flowers for her but decided she needed a hair dryer more than flowers (she's been borrowing mine for over a month since hers blew up). So I gave her that instead... with a note of love written in Sharpie on it. :D Kinda silly I suppose. But it will last longer than the flowers and it makes for a night not soon to be forgotten. I hope every time she dries her hair with it she remembers how much I love her, how proud of her I am, and how economy beats flowers sometimes... even daisies. :D
Shame on those kids. I'm sad hearted to even read it and can't believe you experienced it! But yay for Madi - and I agree, she is a GREAT dancer!!! And I think your idea of the blow dryer is AWESOME! And even more amazing that you wrote a message on it - what a brilliant idea! It's ironic, in this one post, how different a parent can be, and what small actions contribute (or the results in the lack of) to the child's self esteem, self respect, and eventually respect of others. You have always raised your children with the purest love. This resulted in inner beauty. Well done my sister, in setting the example for them - and for me. I hope I can be as good as mother as you. Happy Mother's Day indeed. ;) I love you, and your economy lessons of true love.
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