When I was in seventh grade, I went to McKinley for a semester. I can't seem to remember any meltdowns. Mostly what I did was be angry and complain. The science teacher must have hated me. The nurse was better. I'll get to Central's nurse at a later date. The teachers tried, but there were just some things they weren't able to do. I remember my class schedule: Literature with Ms. Hemmer, second floor, not far from my locker; Concert Choir with Mrs. Simms (I couldn't remember her name until today), third floor, switched up occasionally with the computer science room across the hall; Study Hall with Mrs. Gregory, lovely English teacher, had a better Christmas party there than I did in Ms. Hemmer's class; American History with Mr. Gutzler, third floor, very large door, nice guy. When the Algebra teacher took my schedule on the first day, I sat not far outside his room, crying in the hallway, he was very gentle and told me to go to the main office, telling me the directions; Gym with Mr...Hoffman, I think? Nice guy. Looked like your typical Gym teacher, not the large tall kind with the deep voice, the thin almost-tall kind with a tenor voice; Art with Mrs. Simpson. I liked her. In the middle of that was lunch; Pre-Algebra with Mrs. Sivaprasad. Meanest math teacher you'll ever meet, and I'm usually on the teacher's side; Physical Science with Mrs. Anderson. I was so glad that was the last period of the day. It was the worst science class I've ever taken. She talked too fast. It was a sixth grade class. Often some 7th graders would say, "Hey, sixth grader! Get out of our lunch!" I hated telling them I was a 7th grader. I didn't mind telling the sixth graders so much. They were cool about it. "Are you a 7th grader?" "Naw, man, she's in Mrs. Anderson's class!" "Really," I would say, and then pull out my binder, which had my schedule on the front: "Schleicher, Katherine; Grade: 7". I loved their reactions.
Anyway, I felt the strangest sense of deja vu with a completely known origin. Everything was just the same. A bit cleaner. I kept close to my friend Taylor both because I like Taylor and for a root to the present. "I wonder if Isabella's still here?" Isabella was one of my friends in middle school, a year younger than me. She's still there.
The first school to perform was McKinley. Pretty good. I can't remember the full order, but I think about 4th was our Glee club. Perfect. Flaw-less!
Then came Roosevelt. Roosevelt and Glee sang one of the same songs, "Elijah Rock". Glee's was magnificent. Roosevelt SUCKED!! Royally! They were constantly off-key, flat, sharp, out of sync, even at the parts where they weren't supposed to be singing the same parts simultaneously. It was absolutely atrocious. We were last. My fingers were sweating. Lucky for me I had a robe with large folds that I could wipe the sweat off on. But I kept scratching. I was very itchy. All on stage, all within view of about 150+ people. And I breathed at the wrong times. But the rest of us were good.
The first song was "I Am In Need of Music" by David L. Brunner. The second was a song from "Missa Kenya" called "Gloria" by Paul Basler.
Here's "I am in Need of Music": http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DJjyWh6U3f4
(S, A) I am in need of music
(SATB) I am in need of music that would flow
(SA) Over my fretful feeling finger tips
[(TB) Flow-]
(SA) Over my bitter tainted trembling lips
[(TB) Flow-]
(1S, A) With melody
(2S) Melody, deep, clear, and liquid slow
[(1S) Deep, clear, slow]
[(A) With melody deep and liquid slow, liquid slow]
[(TB) Melody, deep, clear and liquid slow-]
(S) Oh for the healing swaying old and low
[(A) I am in need of music]
[(TB) Oh-h, for the healing swaying old and low]
(TB) Of some song
(SATB) Of some song
[(1S) Sung to rest the tired dead]
(SA) A song, a song to fall like water on my head and over quivering limbs
[(A) Dream-] (1S, SA) Dream flushed to glow
(TB) There is a magic made by melody
(1S, SATB) A magic made my melody
(SATB) There is a magic made by melody, A spell of rest and quiet breath And
(1S, S) Cool heart that sinks through fading colors deep. To the subaqueous stillness of the sea
[(ATB) cool heart cool heart deep, To the stillness of the sea]
(SA) And floats forever in a moon-green pool
(ST) And floats forever in a moon-green pool
[(A) Floats forever in the arms, in the arms of rhythm, rhythm]
[(B) ????]
(1S, S) Held in the arms [(T) ????] held in the arms of rhythm, rhythm
(SATB) And of sleep
(A) Held in the arms
(T) Held in the arms
(B) Held in the arms
(S) Held in the arms
(A) Held in the arms
(T) Held in the arms of rhythm
(B) Held in the arms of rhythm
(S) Held in the arms of rhythm
(SATB) And of sleep
(SATB) Sleep...
Here's "Gloria": http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SjQfcuo2b-Q
Not the version I would have preferred, but it didn't show another choir singing it so it was the best one. The solo is supposed to be a tenor, and it's not "pax (pox)", it's "pax (pah)"
(Tenor Solo)Gloria in excelcis Deo
(SATB)Et intera pax hominibus bonae voluntatis
(TS)Laudamus te
(SATB)Benedicimus te
(TS)Adoramus te
(SATB)Glorificamus te
(TS)Gratia agimus
(SATB)Tibi propter
(TS)Magnam gloriam
(SATB)Gloria tuam
(TS)Gloria in excelcis Deo
(SATB)Et intera pax hominibus bonae voluntatis
(TS)Domine Deus
(SATB)Domine Deus
(TS)Domine Deus
(SATB)Domine Deus, Domine Deus rex coelestis Deus pater omnipotens
(SATB) Domine fili uni genite Jesu Christe
(TS) Domine Deus
(SATB) Domine Deus
(TS) Domine Deus
(SATB) Domine Deus, Domine Deus agnus Dei filius patris
(TS) Qui tolis peccata mundi
(SATB) Mi se re re, mi se re re nobis
(TS) Qui tolis peccata mundi
(SATB) Succi pe de pre cationem nostram
(TS) Que sedes ad dexteram Patris
(SATB) Mi se re re, mi se re re nobis, mi se re re, mi se re re nobis, mi se re re, mi se re re nobis, mi se re re, mi se re re nobis
(TS) Quo niam tu solus sanctus Dominus
(SATB) Dominus tu solus altisimus Jesu Christe Dominus
(TS) Cum sancto spiritu in gloria dei patris, Gloria, Gloria
(SATB) Cum sancto spiritu in gloria dei patris, sancto spiritu in gloria dei patris, sancto spiritu in gloria dei patris, sancto spiritu in gloria dei patris
(TS) Amen, Amen, Amen
(SATB) Amen, Amen, Amen
Enjoy, and imagine me singing in there in that group. Just know that we were better. :)
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