New York City 2019
NYC Reflection from Anna Berger:
A common theme throughout my experience of our New York trip is that there’s always something bigger than us that sometimes seems unachievable to reach, to grow into. When we sang at the choir concert before our trip I always tend to love the joint choir songs. When we all sing together, or play together for the band kids, our sound and energy is bigger and stronger than we could ever know. In our broadway workshop our dance instructor also focused on the big. The city is big, the energy is big, and that we should all live our lives for the big. And on the way there walking with Lauryn to the workshop we discussed the energy of New York and the largeness of it all, but even within the massiveness the alleys and alcoves bursted with life, trees, flowers, and the hum of people walking with a mission. During the walk I found a part of home, or home. And somehow in all the chaos, and the New Yorkers pushing us and getting lost and losing groups and noise complaints, and so on, what I’m truly thankful for is a group of people that can be so large and full of life, but so close and intimate no matter the relationship between one another. I think that’s what all drew us to choir was not only the love for music and our individual pursuits to dreams, but the sense of home we all receive and give when we walk through Siberia or the small set of stairs and become present with the music, and present with a wonderful choir director and each other. To the streets of New York, the car horns and sirens, the I’m walkin’ here’s, and sleepless bus rides thank you for reminding us that opportunity is out there. And that if we dream for the big, we can build it to that day by day. And to Oshkosh, our much tinier city we travel to after this long trip, thank you for reminding us that there’s always a place to come to, that we can always find a piece of home anywhere we go. Furthermore, just like in the road home, maybe where you belong is Oshkosh, or maybe New York, or wherever your heart takes you, that there is no such beauty in finding the sense of home we all long for in a place where you want to belong. So, maybe we can all try and think bigger than us. Open our minds and see what road we will follow, and what path to choose. New York will always be a reminder to me to sustain my dreams, and hopefully for all of you, will exist like the ghost light in the beginning of Kiss me Kate, forever stable, hopeful, and bright. Find your place. Find what’s bigger than you, and never let go of that opportunity to grow.
A common theme throughout my experience of our New York trip is that there’s always something bigger than us that sometimes seems unachievable to reach, to grow into. When we sang at the choir concert before our trip I always tend to love the joint choir songs. When we all sing together, or play together for the band kids, our sound and energy is bigger and stronger than we could ever know. In our broadway workshop our dance instructor also focused on the big. The city is big, the energy is big, and that we should all live our lives for the big. And on the way there walking with Lauryn to the workshop we discussed the energy of New York and the largeness of it all, but even within the massiveness the alleys and alcoves bursted with life, trees, flowers, and the hum of people walking with a mission. During the walk I found a part of home, or home. And somehow in all the chaos, and the New Yorkers pushing us and getting lost and losing groups and noise complaints, and so on, what I’m truly thankful for is a group of people that can be so large and full of life, but so close and intimate no matter the relationship between one another. I think that’s what all drew us to choir was not only the love for music and our individual pursuits to dreams, but the sense of home we all receive and give when we walk through Siberia or the small set of stairs and become present with the music, and present with a wonderful choir director and each other. To the streets of New York, the car horns and sirens, the I’m walkin’ here’s, and sleepless bus rides thank you for reminding us that opportunity is out there. And that if we dream for the big, we can build it to that day by day. And to Oshkosh, our much tinier city we travel to after this long trip, thank you for reminding us that there’s always a place to come to, that we can always find a piece of home anywhere we go. Furthermore, just like in the road home, maybe where you belong is Oshkosh, or maybe New York, or wherever your heart takes you, that there is no such beauty in finding the sense of home we all long for in a place where you want to belong. So, maybe we can all try and think bigger than us. Open our minds and see what road we will follow, and what path to choose. New York will always be a reminder to me to sustain my dreams, and hopefully for all of you, will exist like the ghost light in the beginning of Kiss me Kate, forever stable, hopeful, and bright. Find your place. Find what’s bigger than you, and never let go of that opportunity to grow.