Last Things, Other beginnings.

Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work. ~Thomas Edison

 Now are the days of Last Things: last soccer game, last training session, last youth group, last regular Sunday worship, last Kid's Club, last bible study.  The days are moving inexorably forward to that moment in time when a plane lifts off over Brisbane airport taking my Liddy with it.

Life, however, is a funny old mix.  I went with the girls to Lid's last soccer match [2 all draw & she didn't score] then came home while the girls went on to Lid's farewell party & Sunday church, staying overnight at a friend's.  They came home late Sunday night, Star, who had got least sleep, buzzing like a fly in a bottle.

I know this Star all too well.  This is one of the primary reasons we homeschool.  It's like trying to whistle the wind, harness the sea, hold back the tide.  Never going to happen.  Star wafts on her merry way regardless. Which apparently she was doing at the ferry terminal, belting out her recent favourite with no regard for her potential audience. It happens.  A lot. We're used to her but she  does get some funny looks.

Opportunity came knocking at her door.  At that time of night the only other passengers are shift workers & the Artsy~farty lot.  There are a few Musos & at least one Elvis impersonator.  The musos you can always tell by the violin cases looking like Mafia weapons, the guitar bags & amps, the big black boxes looking like something just reclaimed from the lost & found department that hold things like Saxes, trombones, trumpets.  We know them all by sight, if not by name.  Invariably we're the people scrambling for the very last boat; so Star barely batted an eyelid to find herself suddenly bailed up by the sousaphone player next island over ... & informed that she had been on pitch her entire song.  Insert eye~roll here.  Star would jolly well hope so!

At which point Liddy arrived looking StrangerDanger at Star & the poor woman whipped out her Blue card to prove her honest intentions!

Sousaphone player plays with a Big Band swing & jazz ensemble; would Star like to sing with them?  It's as if God handed the child the sun, the moon & the stars!  Music is being e~mailed through for her.  She will take that to her next private lesson & work on the music with Alison.  One rehearsal only required ~ which means she will have to work her butt off herself. I think the performance is fairly local & not till next month but guess where the rehearsal is?

Yep; Dutton Park.  Right in the middle of Brisbane!  Right in the middle of freeways & highways & overpasses & intersections.  Should I melt down now or save it for later?