After the last French Book Club meeting—in which we watched the excellent movie, Joyeux Noel—Colleen was very much in a caroling mood. So much, in fact, she proposed we sing holiday songs in French at my place a couple days later.
She was even able to round up seven of us. She and Arla both brought sheetmusic and French lyrics, and then we did our best mi-mi-mi’ing and la-la-la’ing.
I think we sounded pretty good? At the very least, we sang with gusto:
However, for some reason Tiger, our conductor, did not seem too impressed by our singing.
“I don’t really care how on-key I am,” Colleen later said. “I just sing.”
I wonder if that had anything to do with Tiger’s nonchalance.