The purpose for my visit to Mexico City hinged on one event. My daughter had been selected by her school to participate in a Latin American orchestra. For months she had been practicing her pieces, bringing me questions about measures that I and even her teacher didn't know the interpretation of. She worked hard on those pieces.
We dropped her off at the airport sending her with a friend - two girls unaccompanied - into the heart of Mexico. Over the next few days brief texts and one quick skype conversation proved she was having a wonderful time. She bonded quickly with her host sister and I thanked God that he had placed her in the perfect home.
I sat with another couple in the concert hall. The conductor of one of the Mexico City orchestras came on stage and picked up his baton. Instruments raised, a deep breath was taken and months of hard work floated in the air in beautiful harmony. The applause was that of proud parents and teachers. The collection of songs included 2 well know classics, a Mexican traditional song and a piece written by twin brothers from one of the schools. The ending applause was endless, pulling the conductor out for an encoure. A bit unprepared for that reaction he had the group re-perform a piece. We were delighted and would have been happy to have the entire repertoire played again.
I was so proud of my daughter. She embraced the experience and grew in many ways as a musician, performer and person.
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