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The Sound of Music
the vault of my memories...


This evening I watched the Oprah special on the Sound of Music.
It was so lovely to step back into my childhood 
to a world that was as much my own as the one I was born into.
The entire family were there (well the cast)
and they spoke of their experience
and sang songs
and I sang too.
And then the strangest thing happened.
During a rendition of Edelweiss, instead of singing along
I started to cry.
I don't mean I got weepy.
I mean I actually sobbed my heart out.
In fact, my eyes are still stinging as I write this.
I couldn't figure out what was wrong.
And then it dawned on me.
My fondest memories from my childhood are singing with my sister.
Neither of us sang particularly well but we sang our hearts out anyway.
Our main score was that of the sound of music.
Everything about the film reminds me of Marguerite.
How much she loved Gretl.
The way she used to imitate the Captain.
And I realised that it was the first time that I saw the film since she died.
And that made me cry more.
I'm not sad, I'm grateful.
Thank you "Sound of Music" for your memories.
For memories that I had forgotten.

Comments

  1. First off, I had to run out the door when this started and I was so sad to miss it, it looked so interesting! I wonder if I can catch a repeat somewhere?

    Second, I don't ever remember hearing you sing, but I do Mags and she was a lovely singer. And some of my favourite school memories is her imitations, she was a great mimic and herself, Caoilfhionn and Maeve used to have us all in stitches with their routines. I know I don't say it very often but I do miss her and think of her a lot. So many things, big and small, remind me of her and while sometimes they make me sad, they also make me happy and I too am grateful for them.

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  2. Thanks Breige!
    That is such a lovely comment to leave!
    Perhaps we weren't the world's worst singers but we took the mick a bit too much for us ever to do it properly!
    Yeah, the imitations were legendary!
    I remember Ray Quinn telling us that he was outside your classroom door one day as she was doing one of him and he was laughing so hard he had to walk away from the door! Apparently the teachers knew that she would imitate them!

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  3. Oh, she was really good at imitating Mr Quinn, if he only heard her doing one of him then he missed half of it, as the actions were down to a tee too! The glasses and weird sitting positions.

    My favourite was Mrs Hillery, so fecking funny! I'm in stitches now thinking about it now! A few of us wrote a song to go with it, to the tune of 'Merry Christmas Everyone', called 'Happy Homework Everyone'. Every time I hear the real version at Christmas the Maths version comes into my head instead!

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  4. oh you are so lovely my louise friend.
    i think you should keep singing those songs. i bet your beautiful sister will sing a long, if you listen. :)

    love tif

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