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Wednesday Workshop: Take That, Mr. Cowell

Hey, it’s that time again folks!

This week’s assignment from Mama Kat goes as follows:

Other than the birth of a child or your wedding, write about a joyous moment.

I kind of subverted this but you’ll understand what I mean by the end. And here we go in 5…4…3…2…1…

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For as long as I can remember, music has been a part of my life. From learning how to dance standing between my great-grandparents in their kitchen as a little boy to my grandpa teaching me how to sing as he would strum his guitar along to the words. I guess you could say that music was in my blood.

I could feel the heat of the lights as they beat down on me atop that stage, they didn’t matter. I could feel the crowd cheering as I took a deep breath. Years of singing and an additional year of practice in preparation of this moment were about to be put to the test. You would think I’d have been happy just to win the competition but I have always been the kind of person that if you really want something, no reason to half-ass it.

The Nokia Theater was packed as people had crowded in to watch the final round live with millions more watching from their homes. I gathered the adrenaline, the joy, and let it carry into my voice as I sung my “Contestant’s Choice” pick of the final.

She was staring out the window of their SUV
Complaning, saying “I can’t wait to turn 18”
She said “I’ll make my own money, and I’ll make my own rules”
Mamma put the car in park out there in front of the school
Then she kissed her head and said “I was just like you”

You’re gonna miss this
You’re gonna want this back
You’re gonna wish these days hadn’t gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you’re gonna miss this

Before she knows it she’s a brand new bride
In a one-bedroom apartment, and her daddy stops by
He tells her “It’s a nice place”
She says “It’ll do for now”
Starts talking about babies and buying a house
Daddy shakes his head and says “Baby, just slow down”

Cause you’re gonna miss this
You’re gonna want this back
You’re gonna wish these days hadn’t gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you’re gonna miss this

Five years later there’s a plumber workin’ on the water heater
Dog’s barkin’, phone’s ringin’
One kid’s cryin’, one kid’s screamin’
And she keeps apologizin’
He says “They don’t bother me.
I’ve got 2 babies of my own.
One’s 36, one’s 23.
Huh, it’s hard to believe, but…

You’re gonna miss this
You’re gonna want this back
You’re gonna wish these days hadn’t gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you’re gonna miss this…

The final note dies as the crowd roars their approval. I stood beside my opponent, a woman a few years older than me with curly brown hair, while we waited for Ryan Seacrest to share the results. We give each other anxious smiles as we soak up the cheering.

“And the winner of American Idol 2010 is…Kendall A–!”

The air leaves my lungs as I see my friends and family in the audience get to their feet. Before I can make a sound, there is a beeping noise in my ears.

The dream is over.

Back to reality now.

Although I now know what my next goal is.

After all, a dream is a wish the heart makes.

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  1. January 22, 2009 at 11:59 AM

    Go for it! You’ve got my vote.

  2. January 22, 2009 at 3:34 PM

    Funny :). Liked the words to the song… and truer ones were never spoken!

  3. January 25, 2009 at 10:43 AM

    What a great twist on the assignment! 🙂

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