Tuesday, June 12, 2012
My Wild Irish Rose
Another one of my favorite parts of the day was when we would sing. I now know tons of songs from way before my time. It was also interesting to see how the seniors could remember tunes of songs they hadn't heard for decades. Music seems to be something that we keep far back in our brains, but can recall by simply hearing a few notes. I loved singing along to the different songs with the seniors. There was one man named Ben, who could remember just about every song he's ever heard. No matter what we were talking about he would say, "Isn't there a song about that?" A few minutes later he would be singing a song I've never heard, but sure enough exists. I loved to watch the faces of the seniors when they heard an old song that they remembered. They would always have a story that went along with the different songs we played.
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