Music is a moral law. It gives soul t the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything. ~Plato
Yesterday was Kyle's sixth grade music recital. Yes, it was his last music assembly of elementary school. He sang and played the trumpet along with the rest of the sixth grade class. He's grown up so much in many ways, and yet he is still truly just a kid.
Mom and I were in the second row enjoying the musical theme, From the Inside Out. Dad and Nicole were both working, so I did my best to video tape some of the assembly, giving them a glimpse of what was presented.
As Kyle mounted the stage, I caught his eye. He gave me one of his trying-not-to-smile smiles. Naturally, I had to give him a wave to confirm my presence, and to instigate a bit. I was sincerely excited to see him sing and play!
As he was clapping and singing and stomping and playing his trumpet, all the memories of Kyle's love of music floated in my head like a painting. Kandinsky's theory came to mind. Wassily Kandinsky (1866-1944) said he could see sound as color and visa verse. The music I heard came across my mind as images of Kyle over the years, like I was seeing a symphony of pictures tied to their memories.
Always having an adoration for music, even as a tiny five month old baby that could barely hold himself up, Kyle would keep the beat and sway to music, or at least try. Either for Kyle's first or second Christmas, my grandma got him this stuffed musical penguin that played Jingle Bells. On a side note, maybe that's why Kyle has such a bond with that song. When we played the penguin, Kyle's eyes would light up, he would smile and his body would go into motion. The best part, the penguin moved from side-to-side and Kyle would try and mimic the motion. It was too funny! I have no idea what ever happened to that beloved piece of entertainment, but Kyle's love of music prevails. I'm not talking about just music on the radio or pumping from my iTunes. Any music or rhythms coming from anywhere and everywhere picked up by his ears.
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