Our son’s elementary school is doing a Talent Show on Friday, as an end-of-year fun thing. I remember those, and remember being terribly nervous about them. I knew my parents would cheer for me, but I wasn’t so sure about anyone else.
The original plan here had been a single, 1 hour show. They’ve had to expand and split it up, to accomodate all the kids who are eager to perform, so there’s a show in the morning and another in the afternoon. Clearly, these kids know the whole community will be cheering for them. And they’re right; this is the sort of place where everyone attends everything whether they have kids involved or not, or even whether they have kids in the school at all. There are perhaps 70 houses to the entire town, and I’d guess around 200-250 humans. (There are more sheep than people, I think.) And it doesn’t much matter whose kid is up on stage. All the kids belong, all of them are applauded enthusiastically, and enough of them to fill two hours worth of shows are secure enough to sing and dance and do magic tricks, because everyone watching is a neighbor, and all of them are going to cheer. And that, to my way of thinking, is as it should be.
More sheep than people, eh, girl? Sounds so familiar as to be welcoming, that does!
And why do you think I am loving it here so?