I never blog from school, but I’m taking five minutes out of my tech period to tell you a story.
We held auditions for a solo in my sixth grade choir this morning (“I Will Remember You” by Sarah McLachlan), and a little girl who had never had the nerve to audition before raised her hand to try.
She stood up, I started playing, and she got through the first two lines, visibly shaking. On the second half of the solo, she stopped and broke down in tears, holding her music up to her face. It broke my heart (and many of the other kids’ as well). I leaned over the piano and hugged her, and all the 12-year-olds in the room applauded for her and shouted encouraging comments (“Good job, Kasey,” “That’s OK, Kasey,” etc.).
It made me realize that I’ve been in this circus so long — singing solo in public since elementary school — I sometimes forget how difficult it can be for others. It would be very much like making me do an algebra problem on the board in front of the class (I’ve been there, and believe me, it made me want to barf). Easy for you, difficult for me.
The lesson here is that I need to make it a habit to look at the world through the eyes of others once in awhile, too. Empathy, ja? We could all use a little more of it. At least I could.