Even if you know me well, you don’t know this

Day 1

I know all the words, to all the songs in the Sound Of Music. Why…because it’s my favourite movie of all time. Why is a 1965 American musical film my favourite film of all time? It just is. I have no answer for that.

For the record, I figure I have watched it over 10 times. Unofficial statistics suggest a different figure of course. Don’t judge.

I find it easy to share my love for this musical with children…they don’t judge. It’s easy to be judged for being a fan of ‘musicals’. I mean some of them are tacky, and watching a movie in which the actors and actresses break out in song every two minutes is not for the faint hearted.

The funny thing is, if there was ever a big separation call that put ‘fans of musicals’ on one side of the earth and ‘non-fans’ on one side, I would probably choose the ‘non-fan’ side. Except of course if there was a choice for ‘only Sound of the Music fans’. Frankly, my scatter brain finds it hard to concentrate on a plot that includes dance routines and singing smack in the middle of sentences. Its like the actors and actresses are having a conversation….and all of a sudden they break out into song and cartwheels, only to return to the storyline a good ten minutes later. Thats confusing…for anyone. However there is something magical about the Sound of Music. It is beautiful!

And yes, when I am alone or in the car I sing along and pretend I am the wonderful Maria! Just like Maria the main lady in the movie, I worked as a governess once, after high school… for one month. I had 4 kids under my charge. I wasn’t as brave as Maria though. She took care of 7 children, I took care of 4. A month was enough to scare me away from kids for a very long time. And maybe the term ‘governess’ means something else where I come from. I think we ‘misunderstood’ the terms and conditions from the very start. But that’s a story for another day šŸ™‚

Anyway, I am going to share a piece of the Sound of Music down here. One day I will travel to Salzburg, Austria and run over the hills, belting out a beautiful song just like Maria did. ‘The hills are alive, with the sound of music”….. (Come-on, I know you want to sing along šŸ™‚ )


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This entry was posted on July 1, 2014 by in Writers Bootcamp.
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