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Choir party...

The choir gang back home had a party on August 15th and looks like they had a lot of fun. I miss being part of that choir, it was fun practising every Saturday and trying to make an impression on Sunday's. Here are a few pictures of the fun gang... the gang I miss....
They are playing musical chairs.... here
Grandma cutting the cake....
Kudos to them, for Staying Alive and I hope they flourish and don't let go of their youthful zest.

Comments

Antonio said…
Oh...Is this the choir group who steal songs from perambur church????
Anonymous said…
Antonio!!! Perembur Church sings their own songs right?!?! makes their own music , write thier own songs na... Please!!!

And Kavitha.. thank you for writing about us. the children would be really happy that you did.
Antonio said…
Yep...Most of the songs are created by them only and few we will duplicate. But we never steal song papers from other church. I mean Steal..Steal..Steal.

Anyway that's ok...becoz the thief is Kavitha. So i leave it.
Anonymous said…
Hahahaha.. We didnt steal song papers.We only borrowed it. thats all.
test said…
wrt above... lotsa debate :)

Choir practice is always fun. I cannot remember the last time I was in one.. maybe 3rd grade.. or was it 6th.. I can't remember
wildeyes said…
looks like u guys have loads of fun...last time i was in the choir was in the 5th :) then i realized i should give other people a chance to sing and not over shadow them by my amazing voice quality. :D
Karen Xavier said…
Megh's, the world should have more people like you... you are such a sweetheart.

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