Daughter hones musical talent with Spiller choir
I was so happy when my daughter, Bella, told me she wanted to join the fifth-grade choir at Spiller Elementary School. My wife has the greatest voice I have ever heard, and I was thrilled when Bella showed her mother’s natural ability for pitch and tone. I knew Leslie Mabe’s quarter-century of experience as the school’s music teacher and choir director would provide the perfect guidance Bella needed to hone her God-given talent. When I first heard my daughter perform with the choir, I was overwhelmed with pride. I thought back to the time I heard Bella’s mom sing the national anthem at Withers Park to honor our local veterans. Now, Bella was singing it for the same reason, with her Coast Guard veteran grandfather’s newly etched name on the Wall of Honor just behind her. She and her peers did a superb job on “Heart of America,” a song originally written for disaster relief after Hurricane Katrina, which included a solo by Owen Dickens. The talent of their director in both choreography and vocals resonates through every number they sing. Their Christmas concert—delayed a full month due to inclement weather—featured adorable choreography, including bell ringing during Andy Beck’s arrangement of Paul O’Neill’s “Christmas Canon.” Brilliantly colorful flashlights held by each of the 40 fifth graders lit up the auditorium during Leroy Anderson’s “Sleigh Ride,” which was performed in complete darkness. Rounding out the twenty-minute program, held on January 16, were the opening Jerry Herman classic from Mame, “We Need a Little Christmas,” Emily Crocker’s gorgeous “Candleglow,” and Pinkzebra’s “A Very Merry Christmas.” I loved that my baby, looking so grown up, was right in the center of the ensemble. The repertoire was an excellent selection of beautiful, mature songs. I was so proud of the job Bella did. “She has done a great job,” agreed Mabe after the show. “It has really given her confidence and brought her out of her shell.” “Heart of America” was reprised for the spring concert on Monday, May 5, 2025, with soloist Corrine Brown, and performed a final time for the Run For The Wall presentation at Withers Park on Thursday, May 22. “For Good,” the heart-wrenching song from the Broadway musical Wicked, was also performed at both the spring concert and the fifth-grade graduation ceremony on Friday, May 23. That particular song was especially emotional for Bella. On top of being sad about leaving Spiller Elementary after six wonderful years, she couldn’t help but think of the dog we lost in March. Sophie had been by Bella’s side since the day we brought her home from the hospital. The farewell song was almost too much for all of us to bear. Stephen Schwartz composed this tear-jerking ballad, which featured a solo from Liam Martin. The vocal exercise “Galop” had the entire audience in awe with its remarkably fast scale notes and key changes. It even garnered special praise from their director. “That was a hard one,” Mabe admitted. “They’ve worked so hard on that one.” I can remember my fifth-grade music teacher, Melanie Rector, singing “I Am But a Small Voice” to my class thirty years ago. Now, my daughter has learned the same song—and performed it more beautifully than I ever could. Composed by Kenyan-born British artist Roger Whittaker, the song has clearly served as a teaching tool for elementary school students for generations. The same could be said of Mary Lynn Lightfoot’s beautiful hymn, “Jubilate, Hallelujah,” which blended English and Latin lyrics. The spring concert closed with “I Bought Me a Cat,” the Aaron Copland staple, which brought a somewhat lighter end to a very rich half-hour program. At the close of the concert, before awarding each member a choir participation certificate, Mabe praised the young singers. “With most groups like this, I can only do four songs for a concert,” she explained. “This group did six—and did them all well.” Bella and the other students were delighted whenever they impressed Mrs. Mabe enough to earn a cartwheel. During one after-school rehearsal, the group had earned two, and my daughter came rushing home to tell me the news. It was a red-letter day. Emily and I are so grateful to have had someone as caring, fun-loving, and talented as Leslie Mabe to nurture Bella’s own God-given musical ability. I was especially touched when she paused after the concert to pose for a picture with Bella and offer a final word of kindness. “I am so proud of her,” she said to me with a parting smile. As I simultaneously fight back tears and swell with pride, I can emphatically agree.