It's not Christmas until the white kids rap.
Jake's school had their Christmas concert last night. I left my sick husband at home with my crabby tired girl and met my mother-in-law at the concert. I had a blast. Sure, it was a little longer than necessary and I'm sure that we've all heard one too many cheesy medleys in our day. But really, what could possibly be more festive than 30 awkward white Catholic midwestern 7th graders getting their groove on with a Christmas rap? I think the choir director chooses a rap to accommodate the changing voices of the boys, and the occasional squeaky honk from the choir certainly did add a certain something to the experience. I realize that I am probably coming off as sarcastic, but the truth is that the kids had a great time performing and I had a great time watching them.
4 comments:
I am filled with respect. You went to a night out at your kids' school to hear white kids rap WITH your mother-in-law, and you had a good time. If that doesn't deserve a medal of some sort, I'm sure I don't know what does. Good for you. I tapped my foot and sang at my daughter's samba band concert last year, much to her great dismay, and I had a great time too. It doesn't have to be Broadway -- it just has to be done with heart, funny, preferably rather eclectic, and ironic. Your son's show fills all the boxes.
LOL Christmas Rap, huh? Well that already sounds more fun than my elementary school holiday programs!
Squeaky honk? That's awesome.
A Christmas rap! That is great!
Our town is full of "white kids" too and my boys ALSO had a "rap" portion to their Christmas play! It was great :)
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