The same group of toddlers who had spent three weeks belting out the repertoire at home now sat squirming in silence on their mothers’ laps,
I scanned the row of flapping papers haltingly as if I could slow down the year that had rushed by with opportunities lost
I looked at my daughter’s morah singing chirpily to a silent room and thought There’s another reason I could never teach two-year-olds. Sing solo to a roomful of mothers?!
The same group of toddlers who had spent three weeks belting out the repertoire at home now sat squirming in silence on their mothers’ laps.
My daughter alternated between whispering into my neck “I want to sit on your lap” to playing with the shiny crown on her head to nodding her head in satisfied approval as the brave morah continued with her solo.
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