Gah! I’ve been out all day today, and I haven’t even done my post for #scintilla yet! Better to do it tonight than to try and catch up tomorrow.

Prompt A: Talk about a memory triggered by a particular song.

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When I lived in Indiana the first time, I went to a high school that was heavily centered around it’s music and theater programs. We had the top spots in many competitions, and we were all around known (and equally hated). I had the misfortune of being a part of the orchestra in my freshman year, which ended the summer after. However, in my junior year, I was in choir.

Most of my life has been spent in the school choir. I love to sing. Well, I loved to sing, now I just prefer to sing in the car when no one can hear me. So, I guess you could call the choir I was a part of, one of the show choirs. A lot of our songs had choreographed dances to go along with them.

One song in particular, I will never ever forget. For our spring concert, I believe, we sang “Why Do Fools Fall in Love”, and had a goofy dance number to go along with it. It was cheesy and cute, for an all girls show choir. I couldn’t begin to remember any of the dance routine.

Mr. Fox and I listen to the local oldies station all the time, so when I hear the original song on the radio, my mind is taken back to those awful and annoying rehearsals and performances. Don’t get me wrong, I loved being in choir. I loved the over the top sequined dresses we got to wear. But the dancing I could do without.

So I suppose you could say I am a mixed bag of emotions when I hear that song. We had some other amusing diddies that year.

But I won’t go into those, because it hurts my brain just thinking about them. Especially the one where we were all dressed as clowns. Oh dear.

scintilla day three sing song choir high school