Friday, April 29

Up a little earlier today, around 7:30, and did a treadmill session and resistance exercises after breakfast. Mother came over mid-morning, and I told her the news about Great-Grandson's accident that broke his leg.

Once I was ready for the day, I did this and that around the house until lunch time. After lunch,I went to a local primary school to attend a program and take pictures. The director of the local arts council called yesterday asking that I do this. Artists from Australia taught in the school this week, and today was the culmination, with the artists and the students performing for parents.

The two artists, both older gentlemen, began the program with a slide show..sort of a travelogue...followed by singing popular Australian folk tunes, while playing indigenous instruments, including the wind instrument didgeridoo. A didgeridoo can be from three to ten feet long. This one was about five feet long.

After the artists performed, the kids, class by class, performed short skits and dances, accompanied by the the artists on guitar or banjo, with one artist keeping time by clacking two boomerangs together. The kids in the classes had created costumes from whatever was at hand...paper plates with cotton balls glued around the edge and the middle cut out to be worn as "sheep" masks, and bright orange trash bags with arm and neck holes to represent fruits.

One class performed the "Twelve Days of Aussie Christmas," substituting Australian animals like kangaroos, kookaburras, emus, koala bears, and parrots, to name a few.

The program ended with the audience joining the student body in a sing-a-long. Words to songs like "Botany Bay," and "Waltzing Matilda," (Australia's unofficial national anthem), were projected on a screen.

The program ended about 2:30. At home, Hubbie and I decided we needed to run a few errands...to the greeting card shop to get a get-well card for Great-Grandson, to the bank, to the WDCS for a few items, and to the gas station.

Later, for supper, we had leftover spaghetti from the freezer, green beans, cottage cheese, and rolls I bought at the WDCS. Mother went home afterward, and Hubbie and I watched the 2006 Lifetime Movie Channel movie, "Murder on Pleasant Drive," based on the true story of John Smith and his disappearing wives. The daughter and sister of his wife, Fran, persist in learning the truth.