We traveled to Washington, NC last night to hear my alma mater's (it used to FWBBC) choir perform. Yes, I will drive two hours to hear my niece sing in a group. :) The music was great, but it was a tad unusual. And here's why:
You know you're old when:
You know you're old when:
- college students look like kids instead of the adults you know they are
- you remember when one of them at the age of 3 declared she would go to college at FWBBC and study ballet (which brought snorts of laughter and shocked looks from the alumni at the table)
- you remember a tiny 3 year old boy shyly bringing in plates of cookies to the lounge when you were a student, and realize with shock he's a junior in the choir
- his younger brother, whom the entire campus prayed diligently for during that trying pregnancy, is now also in that choir
- the piano player at your college church is now playing for the school choir, and her tiny children who entertained the church nursery are now using their musical talents with the school as well.
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