Chapter31

PDv Mr. Jury (Alex vitier)

The contest has started for about five minutes, it is only the first group and I can already say that the deliberation will be difficult, there is talent, work and determination. These young people are a level that I did not imagine finding in a high school competition. What are they gifted with? This trio is composed of three boys. Their piece takes us to distant lands where harvest and there harvest abounds, in peaceful nature, green forests where animals are at peace. This piece is in symbiosis with nature. I took a quick look and I see that the other jury members are just as carried away as I am by this piece of perfectly executed by these children. After the last note, the whole assembly applauds.

We are almost at the end of this qualification with the participation of young people, some more talented than others. There is level and the ranking is tight. The host then announces the next trio.

Host: please now welcome the best of the best , the names of the high school national violin. Marielle, Marguerite and Jennifer.

At their announcement, just at the pronunciation of their name, the crowd cheers and rejoices. Are they so talented as the others? Is the difference in level so high? Let's take a closer look.

The one I consider the chieftain starts smoothly but with vivacity and fervor. The others enter it with extraordinary precision, it's a piece of war, a strong message to someone known or unknown. This piece is full of rage, arrogance and pride. It sends us back to gladiators, beings endowed with immense power, almost invincible. The harmony of this violent piece is still so sweet and a pure delight for the ears. The other members of the jury are just as fascinated as I am. After what we are hearing, I doubt that other candidates will do better. Their agreement and accuracy is impressive, they communicate with their instrument. Concentrated with rage in their eyes, if this message is intended for someone very particular then he received it successfully. I would never have imagined finding myself with teenagers so gifted at this level of competition. What could they have suffered to have this level? The three continue their song and end it with unparalleled violence, I could see a smile of satisfaction on their lips. The crowd is very happy, I think they are satisfied and that these three have lived up to their reputation. I note them on my paper, individually and collectively. The host makes it clear that this is the last group that will pass.

Host: now let's welcome two more names of the high school national violin and another person we don't know. These two were once formidable competitors, first place and third place in the seats of the violin masters. Evelyne and Lyna plus their third Josepha Kote.

Let's see what she has in store for us. To my surprise, it is the one we do not know that is about to open hostilities. From the first note, everything becomes calm, what sweetness? What love? It is the same one that God grants us. How can a single note put the entire audience in this state of well-being? The girl plays the second note and then continues with the other notes. What music is so pleasant to the ear? I think it's the friendship she plays, the whole assembly is captivated by the piece of this girl who until now is the only one who plays, this one transporting us to our lost friendships or friendships we would have liked to have, pure and sincere or love is reciprocal and deprived of any interest, or everyone is there for each other. This friendship for which we would be ready to fight even if life condemns us. With accuracy and precision the two girls, Lyna and Eve enter the song immediately changing the message, the song becomes faster and more impactful, their smile on their faces, which she passions these girls release, they play the origin of the violin herself, at this level, it is no longer talent but a gift. This is the difference between them and Marielle's group, the gift. They have fun playing, they look at each other and communicate with their instrument, right now they tell each other everything they feel for others. This piece conveys a message of love. Love in all its splendor and beauty. That's all we have pure on this earth. The whole assembly agrees that these young girls talk to the very gods of music. What are they good at?? I then see their eyes fixed what I suppose to be people in the assembly, they smile, these girls not only play to win but they play because first they like it and they play for particular people. Music is made to be playing to people who are dear to us and these girls even if they don't really understand it, that's what makes their music special. They compete with no one and I even think they succeed or not it's not really a problem given how comfortable they are, calm and without pressure, they almost give the impression of having fun. What am I moved and happy to be here right now? The girl who started has just retired from the song and using her violin, they only play intermediate notes, I don't think it's revised at rehearsal, given the reaction of these teammates, it must have been an improvisation. But what is she good at, who is this girl? Why did we ever see him? I am very impressed by what she does. They finish the piece together with a smile and total carelessness. The room is so captivated, carried away that she is not aware that these young people have just finished the piece. The art of communicating with the public is indeed a very problematic gift for other competitors, when the crowd understands that the song was finished, they get up and applaud in a very happy way.

Pdv kati (Josy's mother)

What is this girl good about? And where did she find such friends and teammates? I understand why it has always looked good lately. These boys sitting there wonder , look at how proud and happy they are. What incredible friendship did my daughter find? I will do my best to keep her still a little among them. She is happy and it's my dearest wish, my husband wipes my tears, I didn't even know I was crying. She serves me in her arms, proud of her daughter and happy for her. His heiress.