Surprised by Beauty

"Love of beauty and the desire to create it is athe desire
primal instinct of man." Eleanor McMillan BrownThisto master music of magnificent proportion.After
weekend brought me the privilege of chaperoningall-day rehearsals, as well as sectional rehearsals with
fortymaster teachers brought in from New York City,
musicians to the Catskill Mountains of New York forthe group came
a youthtogether and practiced one last time, late Saturday
orchestra retreat. Designed as a scenic get-away innight after
which todinner. As they were tuning, I walked around the
ardently rehearse for an upcoming concert, it provedroom making sure everyone was comfortable and
anready for one last practice session. I walked up to
exhausting-but delightful-escape withmy fifteen-year-old son and twelve-year-old daughter
teens.Considering that I made the preliminaryand whispered in their ears, "Create Beauty." Fueled
arrangements, andwith little sleep and bad camp food, neither were
actually booked the accommodations at the retreatamused. But then the conductor raised his baton, the
center, Icute high school senior lifted her flute, and thus
thought I had a fairly good idea of what to expect.began the genius of The Magic Flute. And then the
When theoboist, a highschooler I had never met before, with a
retreat director described our cabins as "rustic," Ibandana covering her hair and too-many earrings
envisionedcovering her left ear, came in, followed by the
cute and cozy. Campy. Kind of with a Ralph Laurenclarinetist, to create extraordinary beauty. And I just
meets L.L. Bean thing going on.She greatly oversoldsat there, with tears rolling down my cheeks, an
them. I had better luck in third-worlduncontrollable reaction to witnessing magnificence.It
countries. While the kids rehearsed late that firstcaught me quite off-guard that these kids-dirty from
night, Itoo much
searched for the cabins in the middle of absolutelyof the retreat experience and too little of the
nowhere-pitch dark-with a couple of flashlights, aavailable hot
poor-to-scale hand-drawn map, and two very tiredwater and soap, and sleep-deprived from too much
orchestra moms as my only guides. We found thesesleeping-bag
tarp-roofed,chatter-could produce something so
id-I-mention-no-locks-on-any-doors near midnight afterglorious.Sometimes kids surprise us. Sometimes, after
a long three and a half hour drive and a very badwe want to wring
camp retreat dinner. We moms thought it would be atheir necks for their appallingly irresponsible behavior
good idea to locate the cabins and get things "settled(losing
in." Mortified when we finally found them by thetheir backpacks, forgetting their music, leaving their
thought that these cabins were really "ours," we letdirty
out a half-hour litany of moans and groans, only todishes for us to clear), they sit down and do the
decide to make the best of the situation by trying tomost astounding thing. They pick up and instrument
cozy them up. That literally meantand play something
turning on the singular light and cranking up theextraordinary. Or they write an essay and it changes
space heaterour
per each cabin.Then came the rain. It started as aworldview. Or they perform ballet with perfect
sprinkle and turned into atiming. And we
constant stream, silently but surely soaking thescratch our heads and think, "Could this possibly be
hundred-plusmy kid?!?"Because just when you're ready to throw
suitcases, sleeping-bags and pillows that had beenin the towel, throw
dumped ontoyour hands up in quiet desperation, and pound your
the ground (no, dirt) by the camp help. So at nearlyfists on the
midnight, in the cold downpour of the rain, wetable in a round of madness, your kids will do
schlepped forty kids' stuffsomething that
into one of the cabins. It was pitch black, exceptingwill convince you that they are filled with brilliance.
the twoThat
puny flashlights and those five measly lightthey possess a hidden gift or an indescribable magic
bulbs.Suffice it to say that the first night wasor a
character-building.hilarious gift of humor or a quick mind or a strong
I had eight twelve-year-old girls in my cabin. Giggly,shoulder or
wantinga gentle spirit.And you are so thrilled to have had
to chat well past "lights out," but with the cutestsome small part of the
tank-top-pajama-bottoms combos I've ever seen,creation.Carolina Fernandez earned an M.B.A. and
(and more make-up than one could imagine for aworked at IBM and as a stockbroker at Merrill Lynch
weekend retreat in the middle of friggin'nowhere) Ibefore coming home to work as a wife and mother
had the distinct impression that it could be anof four. She totally re-invented herself along the way.
interesting two days.And then came Saturday. AndStrong convictions were born about the role of the
Mozart. Grieg and Bizet. Rehearsalarts in child development; ten years of homeschooling
after concentrated rehearsal brought teenager to hisand raising four kids provide fertile soil for devising
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