It was December of 2006 and it was the LAST DAY before Christmas Break. The day when everyone is happy, everything is about excitement, and the kids are bouncing off the walls. At the time, my brother Tony was also on staff at the school, as the in-house "techie". I guess it must have been the spirit of Christmas that prompted him to bring his guitar to work that day, as I don't think he even likes to sing Christmas Carols. It started off as a mini version of O Holy Night in the hallway, but progressed into a full-fledged traveling concert throughout the school.
The energy that poured out of those kids flowed straight to our hearts as we continued to deliver many different versions of Rudolph, Frosty and any other fun Christmas Songs we could come up with.
The kids sang and danced.
They jumped and wiggled.
They cheered and hugged.
Because, on THE LAST DAY everyone is happy.
It was one of the most enjoyable days of my life, not just because of the kids, but also because I spent some great quality time singing with my "rock-star" brother. You know, Tony and I didn't always see eye-to-eye when we grew up. But, it's moments like THAT ONE when I realize - 'yep, he's MY brother.' We both walked away into our Christmas Break with a happier heart and a sore throat.
One of my precious parents, WENDY, snapped the photo above. When I returned from Christmas Break that year, a copy appeared on my desk. I kept it in my desk for at least 2 years, and then misplaced it. I spent the last few weeks looking for it, to show you. I was unable to locate it, so I emailed her last night asking her if she had an extra copy. It appeared in my inbox this morning.
On this LAST DAY before break, I continue to stand in amazement at the outpouring of wonderful people that I have been blessed to know while working at this fabulous little school.