"Hallelujah! Hallelujah!"
A sing song voice perfectly on key floated forward from the middle of the bus
and reached my seat at the front.
I looked in the mirror and tried to locate the singer.
Silence.
Later, as more students climbed on board and settled in their seats I heard it again.
The hallelujah chorus in miniature on my bus as we waited in front of the grade school.
After awhile as we started out on the route a small student came to the front seat.
He was my friend with the flowing words from a month ago.
He asked me, "Do you speak opera?"
"Excuse me?" I said. "I didn't understand what you said."
"Do you sing opera? - like this." And he opened his mouth and out poured this song,
"Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
I was delighted. "You're singing the Hallelujah Chorus!" I joined him and sang,
"Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hal-le-lu-jah."
It was a surreal moment, one which made me feel like I should pinch myself to see if
I was awake or dreaming.
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