I made it to the end of another school year. A rookie music teacher, I am not. I have mastered the art of coaxing unruly tiny humans into singing and dancing their way deeper into the hearts of their loved ones. I wouldn't, but I could probably do my job with my eyes closed. Yesterday however, the holiday concert Gods threw me a curve ball.

During the performance of the youngest group, parents started frantically yelling for us to stop. I couldn't understand. It wasn't a Broadway performance of Hamilton or anything , but the kids were sufficiently cute and entertaining! Turns out, a parent was having a medical emergency and they couldn't effectively ask for a doctor while the children were belting about their pointer fingers.

I calmly instructed the children to have a seat. Their teacher silently kept them occupied, and once given the okay, we started back up again like nothing ever happened.

When I fist started bike racing, one of the hardest things to get over was people crashing during the race. Instinctively, I would worry about the welfare of the fallen and in turn I would basically stop racing. Bike racing and holiday shows have a very important thing in common. The show must go on. My husband convinced me that there were folks who would help the fallen, and it wasn't my job. Assess the situation, and decide if it is necessary for you to get involved. The other parents worked together and assisted the dad with the medical emergency. He will be fine. The students had a lovely performance and didn't have a clue about what had happened.

There is a lesson in this and I think it has something to do with knowing my role and doing my job and letting other folks do the same. I think.

Day 17: The show must go on!