When I think of Christmases past, I remember the school concerts we had every year. After dark bus rides, pants too short, running around in your classroom at night, and those blinding stage lights. The moment you spotted your family you’d instantly wished you didn’t. It was usually the moment my voice cracked.
Ah, the Christmas concert, the only time I ever wore tights.
What’s your memory of Christmas concerts? Come on, let me know in the comments. Don’t give in to stagefright!