I wasn't really looking forward to so many handbell practices ("I wanna study" "Now I can't study") and whatnots. But then, my juniors are so cute (adorable/endearing rather) and the pieces we play are so nice and just the feeling of holding those golden thingies and I realised... I really did miss handbells. No matter how much I say I don't, no matter how much I want to study and not indulge in what I like, I cannot deny that I don't love handbells, and it will always, always, be my first love. (Not counting God)
And I get so excited when I talk about it, and I cant wait to share my love for bells, and it's such a pity I may never have a chance of playing them in less than 3 months time. Oh gosh, I do not want to think about leaving. It's too sad.
Handbells is tough, my fingers and knuckles are bruised and red (but now it's only bruised) and the hours are long and standing for a few hours in a row is not easy, and trying to master your own notes while making sure everyone else master's their own notes is no easy feat either, but I will not give up. I will trust in God for strength and providence and hope and I know that together, with God and as a choir, with dedication, determination and faith, we will be able to do this. :)
My bruised finger (3rd finger)
Okay more handbells stuff to do now haha. See ya. :)
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My bruised finger (3rd finger)