when i grow up, i want to sing in a senior citizen choir

i spent the morning as a substitute pianist for a senior choir at the local senior citizen center. the room was filled with white hair, bifocals, and lace-up nursing shoes. i was greeted at every turn with a huge smile and boisterous "hello there, young lady!" 

the two hours flew by as i plunked out parts for sopranos, altos, tenors and basses. the director only had me play the accompaniment twice, and i got a round of applause both times. i was basically a celebrity. 

i honestly had a grin on my face the entire time. hearing these men and women - from all walks of life - come together to sing. to learn and better themselves. to improve upon a skill once used, or gain a new one. 

the program was full of a wide array of songs. from zippity doo dah and supercalifragilisticexpialidocious to beauty and the beast, tradition, and broadway hits like hey look me over and do you hear the people sing?

i took a picture on my phone, but it was blurry. plus, it only showed the back of their heads. but it was a sight...and a sound...to behold. i hope i get to do it again sometime soon.

what do YOU want to do when you grow up?