There is rhythm all around us. Each day comes with its own sets. Last Friday a friend of my daughter lost one leg in a motorbike accident. As a parent it drew my thoughts to my children and the rhythms and patterns that their lives follow and how one moment can alter those rhythms forever.
Then on Sunday night my mind went back to the same place – for a very different reason.
The Watoto Children’s Choir was in town and giving one performance.
I went along to the Christian Centre (it is still standing even with my atheist bones having passed through its portals) and stayed on with friends (Church members who were helping to clean up) to have dessert with the choir after the performance.
The performance lightened my spirit in many ways.
The music started to work immediately. Muscles began to jerk, small movements at first…then larger and more prolonged to fit to the rhythms that reverberated in the hall.
The show was interspersed with the children’s stories.
One really made me think about life. About what we so often take for granted. The right to live as we please.
His father had been taken by soldiers and never seen again. His mother died of AIDS. He lived with his disabled grandmother. He was always hungry.
Then he went to live at one of the Watoto villages. He goes to school and lives with a family in a home. He is never hungry. The rhythm of this child’s life has changed.
Once during their lives while living at a Watoto village, these children travel for six months with the choir raising not only money but awareness.
At the same time we were watching these children perform, I remembered that Her Majesty had also done the same with another of their choirs for her Jubilee.
They travel a continent, and then they go home to continue with their journey through their own lives.
On Sunday night I felt the rhythm shift in my own life as the choir filled the hall with their music, their smiles, and their ability to look forward.
This is a video I made of their performance.
I hope you enjoy them as much as I did.
- Travel Theme: Rhythm
- Singing their hearts out for Africa’s orphans (nzherald.co.nz)
- The Ugandan war orphan who hugged the Queen (oddstuffmagazine.com)