When the music teacher walked into the classroom, she would also focus on learning to sing, very seriously. However, because she put in effort, the song she sang was quite pleasant. How about it, this little girl is very cute, right? You must really like this little girl and want to ...
CHAPTER XI. Who Stole the Tarts? The King and Queen of Hearts were seated on their throne when they arrived, with a grea...
“What, are there no roses here?” cried Gerda; and she ran out into the garden, and examined all the beds, and searched and searched. There was not one to be found. Then she sat down and wept, and her tears fell just on the place where one of the rose-trees had sunk down. T...
I’ve known Jenna for 25 years- her mom occasionally picked me up and took me to dance class with Jenna and her sister when I was a young dancer, and we sang together in school until I graduated. Jenna and I talked and laughed and caught up over wine and snacks and a two-mile w...
s landscape study wasPeace Like a River.Peace like a Riveris a chant song that is very meaningful to my friend Rosie and when she sees the painting on my Facebook page, I am sure she will hear that song in her soul. It has played in my head since we sang it at her Mark’s ...
She sang "because of love" is singing love. Most of the time Faye Wong sang so casually. They don't like to show off their skills, nor do they deliberately treble high notes. Every song she sang was integrated with her temperament and soul. ...
Eventually I gave up and started to head back. But the bird kept singing. I decided to make one more concentrated look from a different vantage point. I would wait for each time the bird sang to try to hone in on its location. Then, somehow, I spotted the singing bird at the very ...
The two-day celebration of the Sangtiagenians of the USA 46thanniversary at Stockton Hilton, CA last weekend more than met expectations. For one, the attendance was among the best in decades, 220 plus. The vibrancy couldn’t have been matched. The Saturday banquet/dinner-dance glittered with...
My husband and I went to a wedding last weekend where they sangThe Goodness of God: “All my life you have been faithful, all my life you have been so, so good… your goodness is running after me.” I could hear the echoes of Psalm 23 as the breeze blew through the beautiful arbor...
After we sang any kind of song together, there was nobody in the congregation I didn’t love. Perhaps the singing had been even more sincere a hundred years earlier; legend had it that the former slave owners would stop their buggies underneath th...