Ourchestra: We Each Play Our Part
I love this poem by Shel Silverstein called Ourchestra.
So you haven't got a drum, just beat your belly.
So I haven't got a horn, I'll play my nose.
So we haven't any symbols will just slap our hands together
and though there may be orchestras
that sound a little better with
their fancy shiny instruments that cost an awful lot.
Hey, we're making music twice as good by playing what we've got
Contact me and have me do some planning or conversation with your group to make sure that you're making the best music, you can by using the gifts, skills and knowledge
of the people that you've got.