The elementary school I attended when we lived in FL had a chorus that the fourth and fifth graders were allowed to sing in. When I was in the third grade we were asked to be a part of the Christmas concert as toys for a song about Santa's shop. We came onto the stage each dressed up as a toy, and then we stayed on the stage for the last song or two. I was dressed as the Queen of Hearts, my arch nemesis was Raggedy Ann, but that's a different story entirely. The final song in the show was "12 days of Christmas" The fifth graders performed this song. There was a small boy in a tree dressed as a bird, a kick line of girls, not sure if they were the maids a milking or the ladies dancing (the later would make more since, and my personal favorite, a girl dressed in yellow from head to toe who held 5 yellow hula-hoops-bet you can guess what she was supposed to be. The girl with the hula-hoops stood right behind me, and it seemed that every time "Five Golden Rings" would be belted out by all of us, and she would extend her arms to show her hoops I would get hit in the head. I was quite annoying really, and as the Queen, I really didn't appreciate it.
Every time I hear that song now, I think of the boy in the tree who would flap his "wings" and the poor girls dressed entirely in yellow. And how, as the Queen of Hearts, I sat on the edge of the stage and everyone got to watch me.
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