I do not wish to talk about Harry Potter as often as I do, but much laughs come my way because of my healthy interest in the boy wizard and his magical world. To illustrate, I have a story to share. To preface the story, I must tell the tale of one promising and one enduring friendship. Camaraderie was established this past week between a bright, witty, mega-talented girl and myself. Without missing a beat, she inquired if I would be interested in attending a wizard wrock concert with her on July 6th. I did not have a companion for such an excursion. So unbeknownst to the rest of the world, we happily made plans to enjoy Harry and the Potters when the time comes. Keep this in mind as I now switch to describe another event I attended this past week with a favored chum. We listened to the St. Paul Chamber Orchestra perform the beautiful music of Stravinsky, Enesco, and Haydn. I observed with delight a kindred spirit housed in the body of a weathered, tall, thin man. A smile that stretched from ear to ear was cemented on his face through out the concert. His head moved to and fro as he let the music seep into his being. His joyful reception to the enchanting orchestral music mirrored my own feelings. The beautiful story The Giver by Lois Lowry penetrated my thoughts. Music is a powerful stimulus of emotion. Its effects are wonderful, thrilling, and just as I described three sentences ago—enchanting! I would feel stunted in my emotional development if it were non-existent. Unfortunately, such thoughts were not immediately shared as I learned that my friend had not read the book. I then positioned myself to referee a ping-pong match of thoughts that could only have one result- either I would ruin the book experience for him by describing the plot and sharing my thought or I would not share the thought and let him experience having his mind blown by the book. I opted for the first one. (...And by writing this, I may have done a slight disservice to any who have not read it. I am sorry but this Newberry Award winning book came out in 1993. You’ve had plenty of time to read it.)
So how do these two stories intersect? Well, let me tell you. Today, I sat beside a bespectacled, smartly dressed friend who asked, “How was the concert?” I smiled with a pinch of astonishment and replied, “Its not until July 6th!” I proceeded to ask, “How did you know? Do you like wizard wrock?” Ha. Ha. Ha. It was his turn to be a tad bewildered. I instantly realized without him having to ask what I was blabbing about that he was referring to the SPCO concert. I merrily confided my review of the concert and asked by chance if he had read The Giver. Unfortunately, he had not. So I am left to state it all here in this blog.
Quick note on the title: I am running a marathon in October... you can expect posts about the runner’s high, flashbacks to high school cross-country, and of course my adventures here in Minnesota with this Kenyan.
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