Today after orchestra rehearsal (we finished a bit too early for my liking), the houseparents of the boarding house were nowhere to be seen. I cannot explain exactly how I feel when I approach the door to my room, turn the handle and don’t receive the response I am hoping for. I groan, kick the door a couple of times, and follow this act of violence by screaming/shouting for the houseparents to come and let me into my refuge. Today, they were about 10 minutes late because of a meeting, but this happened on the corridor:
I was actually part of the miniature chorus before I started filming this on my phone. We were saying,
“PLEASE OPEN THE DOORS FOR US.”
Then it evolved into more of a bagpipes lesson.
And then a mini concert:
The girl who’s playing in the video above is like… a genius.
She’s so amazing we are just… like this:
😀 Off to belly dancing now, yay.