Today, I heard you calling my name
A few notes from a familiar song
In the passing of minutes, maybe seconds
A few notes, but only one word
Each new song the same
One after another, after another
Only a few notes, still the same word
I heard you again even after the music stopped
This time, a whisper from the row of pines across the road
I could smell their fresh, clean scent in my memories
See their lovely green against the blue sky
As in the songs, also in the pines
I heard you calling my name
At the end of my fifth-grade music class today, we watched the Pentatonix video, Home. It is a medley of songs all about, you guessed it, home.
I asked students to count how many different songs they heard. I counted right along with them. The total was fourteen! ( I missed one. 😉)
Though our purpose was listening to count, the activity had a slightly different impact on me. I found myself wanting to make a list and listen to each individual song. Maybe another day…
Beautiful. Reflective. Resonant. 🙏🏻❤️
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Thank you, Carrie. ☺️
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This is so beautiful, Kelley. Your words and the activity with the students. They will remember that. “Home” brings so many thoughts to my heart and mind. Thank you for sharing, always. 🧡🙏❣
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I always appreciate your reflections. ❤️ Thank you!
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You’re welcome, Kelley. Thank you, too. ❣️💕
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