Resting Elbows Nearly Prayer By RI Ko 2007. 7 Rond. Translated by Google translate 2020

Resting Elbows Nearly Prayer By RI Ko 2007. 7 Rond

7 Rondo

The school building at Tateyama High School is painted in dull cream and has a three-story, key-shaped structure. There was only the bending part on the 4th floor, and there was a music room there. Tadokoro chose the music. The choice is music, art, or craft. This was decided by Tadokoro immediately. Music, because I don’t need any equipment. First, I bought Kolubungen. It is a scale practice of vocal music. Tadokoro likes listening to music. However, singing and playing is not so much. The piano played a little from elementary school, Tadokoro played an organ when playing instrumental music in junior high school. I sang as a chorus member. But that was all.

One thing that surprised me when I came to high school was that there were quite a few people who could really do music. I was wondering where I learned such things as wonderful vocal music, chorus conducting, piano and string instruments. When Tadokoro was walking around the Sasaki Hills, it seems that they were devoted to music. If not, it wouldn’t be so good.There was a good flute, Mr. Saito, in the class when he was two years old. I can only listen to this. The sound of the flute echoed vividly in the classroom where dirty debris accumulated on the floor after school. 

Koga, who is aspiring for vocal music, was another. Studying has always been a hard work, but the talent of art has far exceeded. Two years ago, before the summer vacation, he screamed in the classroom. “Oh, I’ve passed the temporary promotion.” At the time of the first year, the subjects that had been temporarily certified for two years were successfully recognized. I was happy.Tadokoro had once asked his house. I was building a new house and didn’t go inside. Tadokoro brought to him the promised book of Roman Loran.

Tadokoro has been a music choice for three years. So I wasn’t too surprised to see someone who was good at music.The classroom goes up to the first floor for the first year, the second floor for the second year, and the third floor for the third year. In the autumn of 2nd year, Tadokoro was looking out the window from the classroom on the second floor during lunch break. Just below is the key to the school building, which has a courtyard-like appearance and is made of concrete. There is a bell hanging there that was used to start the work. 

There were about 2 classes of 2 year old girls there. It wasn’t a separate class, but whether it was over or before the afternoon started, everyone was at their own will. It seems that some kind of dance is practiced, and some of them are starting to dance together. Muraki is working with her friend Suwa. Two of them started dancing. If anything, Muraki was the main item, and Suwa was in charge. As Suwa raised her hand, Muraki stretched out her hand to Suwa and started dancing. 

The courtyard looked like a round dance centered around Muraki. Muraki danced gently as if there were no gravity. Muraki is dancing, singing quietly, although the expression was different from what Tadokoro showed in clubs, committees, and conversation. Suwa is also smiling. The two approached, separated, matched their eyes and smiled. Under the trees in the autumn courtyard, which began with yellow leaves.

Tadokoro met some Muraki in this way.