After two years of Covid, the Hall’s stage seemed unapproachable and the watching crowd, enormous. The air was static with nerves, and music books lay open as pianists attempted to memorise the final notes. Wind instruments tuned and ran through their performance pieces in the music rooms. I sat on the floor of the hall, terrified.
The walk to the stage was interminable. My heartbeat echoed through the silent air. Then I started to sing. Someone smiled in the second row, an English teacher wept happy tears at the door. I soared through the song and sang with all my soul. The applause was thunderous, and I grinned out over the crowded hall.
Rachel Moultrie – Grade 7