In reality, this was the first chorus trip I took and the fact that we traveled here in Mexico rather than in the states made it possible for me to attend with my nursing Baby Hippo and his babysitter, Ester, a fantastic woman and Mexican native whom the kids adore.
So Ester, Baby Hippo, and another good friend and I packed up and headed three hours south so I could perform with our high school and the local school of the arts. Here's what the camera captured....
(Oh, and I always love to know.... Which do you like best?)
Below are two Mormon missionaries. Young men like these have a special place in my heart because my son is one of them. After shooting this candid photo, I asked them if they would like me to take their pictures and email them to their mothers. They enthusiastically agreed, posed of the camera, wrote their dear mothers' email addresses on scraps of paper.... then later on that day I promptly lost the scraps of papers. I'm so sorry, sweet elders. I'll do better next time....
... a woman shading a baby....
Ester, outside a Mexican Pizza Hut, walking Baby Hippo in the breeze....
A missionary couple I had the pleasure of traveling with, in the throes of a tender embrace... Aren't they special?
A woman at the performance with three sweet daughters, including this little beauty, who all wore purple....
Baby Hippo, after consuming an ice cream cone given to him by a lady on the street. She thought he was a Mennonite, and fell in love with him, and gave up one of her own kid's ice cream cones to him....
Sopranos and Altos in the lobby of the Palacio...
Sleepy boys and a bored girl....
A fellow photographer...
The female quartet, including my daughter, on right...
A girl who willingly posed for me after I caught her off-guard with the camera. Thank you, Fernanda! You are so beautiful!
Another poser, in the red dress...
My beautiful 16-year-old girl...
More posing...
Even though these sopranos were exhausted, they gave me big smiles...
More beautiful chorus members...
The male quartet...
An AMAZING bass, with an AMAZING spirit, who sang Ole' Man River and is quite frankly one of the best people I know...
Ester holding a sleeping Baby Hippo after our performance. I don't know how I would have done it without her. You are the best, Ester....
Thanks for listening! ;)
I love you aunt Jen!!! Haha
ReplyDeleteI love you, too Sweet and Special Victoria! :)
ReplyDeleteI love the girls in the white tops and red scarfs! It just looks so cheerful and bright!
ReplyDeleteIsn't there a way you could track down the missionaries contact information? If you blow up your pictures you can surely see their names if you don't remember them, then it's just a matter of looking up what mission they belong to depending on what area you were in. Call the mission and explain the situation and I am sure they would set you up with a contact mailing address for the boys or something! You could find a way Jen! And you know how much it would mean to their mothers... their boys are gone for so long... any glimpse of them during this time is precious. :)
Emily, that is a fantastic idea. I'm going to do it!
ReplyDeleteWOW! You are an amazing woman! I just found your blog and I am also an American living in Mexico. I only have two daughters though, so I admire you even more. Your photographs are wonderful!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your sweet compliments, Jackie!
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