The Tenor and The Soprano

I want to tell you a story. It's a very nice story, actually.

It starts in a chorus room. Imagine this. It's the beginning of a new school year. It's far enough into the year that seats and voice parts have been assigned, but most everyone knows only themselves. Imagine a girl, a soprano, sitting right next to the tenors. Imagine a boy, a tenor, sitting right next to the sopranos. The year goes on. People learn their neighbors. The tenor talks to the soprano. The soprano talks to the tenor. They become friends.

The tenor is one of six guys in the classroom. In his voice people hear the echo of a speech impediment. Sometimes people mention it. The soprano sticks up for him. The tenor comes to realize that she is the one.

He waits a year for her. School separates them. They come back and have the same lunch period. The tenor sits with the soprano, who would have been sitting utterly alone otherwise. They begin to talk again. They talk like the use to.

I'm going to cut to the chase. Mainly because my sister wants to get on the computer.

The tenor and the soprano become a duet. It's one of the happiest periods in the soprano's life. She feels like the luckiest girl in the world.The soprano thanks God everyday for the tenor. Neither of them are perfect. But both of them are good for each other, and so now they are together.

This story is incomplete. Only time will tell what the next chapter will hold. But for now, enjoy this picture of a giraffe.