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Topic: Singing (10/31/05)
TITLE: Adam Sings
By Genevieve Williams
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Adam was going to sing. No matter that he did not talk, he was going to sing.
Mother had dropped the flyer in the wastebasket along with the other junk mail but it was orange and hard to ignore. First he walked by it. Then he stopped and looked back. Giant letters marched across the top of the bright flyer. LET’S SING it invited. Adam remembered when he used to sing. So did his Mom and Dad, back before his father got sick. The three of them would gather around the piano and sing for the pure joy of it. Nobody sang in this house anymore. Nobody even talked very much. Adam hadn’t said one word since his father had died.
Adam took the flyer up to his room. It stated that the local church was inviting the entire neighborhood to join in an evening of music. The highlight would be a showcase of local talent. Anyone could sign up.
On his way home from school the next day Adam dropped by the church office. There on the desk were several copies of the blank forms for the aspiring talent to complete. He quickly filled out the form and handed it to the receptionist, then scooted out of there before anyone could ask him any questions.
On Saturday morning Adam pulled out the flyer and wrote across the bottom, “Let’s go.” He left it at his mother’s place at the table where she would be sure to see it. When he came in for lunch his mother gave him a sidelong glance. “So, you want to go to this sing thing tonight?” Adam nodded. “Okay, we’ll go and listen to the music if that’s what you want.”
The tiny sanctuary was filled to capacity as Adam and his mother squeezed into two spots in the back row. The program was varied and Adam could tell his mother was enjoying it. She smiled and clapped but did not sing along as each entertainer was introduced and climbed onto the stage to perform. Then the moderator announced, “Our next performer is Adam Moss.”
He felt his mother stiffen next to him as he quickly moved out of the pew. He marched up the aisle, looking neither right nor left, and ascended the stage. Nodding to the pianist he opened his mouth to sing but nothing came out. He took a deep breath, nodded to the pianist a second time and tried again. Still nothing. As he stood there with tears starting from his eyes but not a sound from his mouth he heard it – the sweet clear notes of his mother singing “Amazing Grace” as she walked up the aisle to join him. His tears dried as he lifted his voice with hers and in his heart he knew his father was singing with them.
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