Unforgettable Moment

Hi! Today I'm going to tell you about my unforgettable moment.

    I have many amazing moments, experiences in life. They're all awesome but today I'm going to tell you only one moment.
 
    When i was in 9th grade, i joined a choir at my old school, Ursula Junior Choir Bandung (UJCB). UJCB wasn't that active and didn't have many achievements back then, but when a new coach, Ms. Grace, came in and teach us, we became a great choir. We were aiming to win the international choir competition in Bali that was held last July. We trained really hard for it but before our main goal, we performed in several competition and gigs, too.
    Because of some trouble with the school, Ms. Grace decided to resign from the school at December. I was really sad because i thought our choir would became inactive again without her. So, the one last competition was a choir competition in Jakarta.
    We trained really--really--hard for the competition. We wanted to prove that Ms. Grace is a truly capable coach.
     One day before the competition, we were so tired so we weren't paying attention and played around when pr. Ms. Grace went angry and she decided to go home because she thought we weren't serious about the competition. It was h-1! We panicked and asked Ms. Grace to come back via phone but she refused to. She just told us that she'll wait for us in the next morning if we really wanted to compete. We decided to train ourselves but it was hard without Ms. Grace so we just decided to go home. (but me and my friends just went to Pizza Hut that day to celebrate my friend's birthday, hehe)
     The next morning, i came to school early in the morning. We trained again for the last time at school. We also made the choreography that we should've made the day before. We were so hopeless because we weren't exactly ready for the competition.
     And so, we went to Jakarta riding a minibus. We had fun at the bus but because we had to keep our throats in shape, we weren't that -brutal- that day(lol). We arrived at the venue, Central Park Mall, in the afternoon. We had a lunch and prepared for the competition. We wore our costumes and did our make-ups. The costume was pretty, a nice black dress with a red or gold ribbon as belt and flat shoes. The boys wore black pants and shirt with a red or gold vest. We did the base make-up ourselves, because there were a make-up class before and we got some information from that.
     The competition was at night. The stage was at the center of the mall so, many people can watch us. We were so nervous and we prayed to God so we could win. We did some warm-up before the stage and prayed once again.
     Then, we watched the other competitors. I didn't remember which schools were there that night but i just remembered that they were all great. We became more nervous because of that but we convinced ourselves that we trained hard for this, and we have to win this!
     Then, it was our turn to perform. The stage was unexpectedly small. We smiled at each other, giving strength and started singing. We sang two songs that night, Santa Claus Is Coming To Town and Jingle Bells if I'm not wrong. Those were beautiful songs that i wanted to cry remembering this moment. Just when we started singing, suddenly it was raining. The crowd in front of us ran to protect themselves from rain, only a few parents of our choir member stayed. They turned of the light of a Christmas tree behind us and turned of the sound system. We were worried but Ms. Grace convinced us to keep singing. Then, we decided to keep singing. It was funny because i thought our voices wouldn't be heard but i just keep singing loudly, happily, with a Christmas spirit inside me. And that, was the best performance of my life. I remembered Ms. Grace used to say that we have to give our 110% in practicing then we can be 100% in our competition. But that day, Ms. Grace said that performance was 200%. Our voices were amazingly can be heard throughout the main park and it was beautiful, according to everyone(heheh). We ended the song with "oh yeaah~" in high notes and then, everyone started clapping for us. Even people from inside the mall watched us and clapped, too. The clap was louder than any performances that day.
     "Thank you, God." i prayed and smiled to myself. We started running down from the stage, laughing at each other. People are still clapping and smiled at us. We smiled back and ran to our spot on the second floor. We hugged each other tightly. Then, we saw Ms. Grace. She was crying happily. We cried too, remembering that this might be the last chance we could be with Ms. Grace. I cried hard that day, and now i feel I'm going to cry, too. Who put the onion here?!
    We changed our costumes and went back to our spot. We took some pics with Ms. Grace and ate dinner, H*kben (hehe). A judge came to our spot and told us it was a great performance, then asked us if we want to repeat the performance because the sound system was turned off. We agreed to perform again but when the judges discussed again, they didn't let us to and they said they already made a decision about us. We were kind of disappointed because we thought we could've delivered a better performance but now it think it was the best decision to not let us perform again. Then the judge just said, "See you guys again in Bali next year." because they were the same committee for the international competition in Bali.
     Then, me and my friends went around the mall. I ate some donuts from J. CO and looked around. The prices were really expensive because, yeah, it's Jakarta. Even a bracelet was priced 100000 rupiah when we could buy those kind of bracelets in Bandung with only 10.000 rupiah.
    We didn't buy anything else aside from the donuts and decided to go back to the spot. We played around, chatted, and took some photos there. Then, we went back to Bandung at 10 pm if I'm not wrong.
    We were really tired so we just slept in the bus. When i woke up, i was already arrived at school. I called my father and he picked me up at 2 am. When i got home, i just cried again before sleeping because I'm really sad about Ms. Grace and i was reminiscing the choir days. The next day i woke up, i checked my phone and found out that we got the silver medal! I was really happy that day.
     After that, i quit the choir to focus on my studies for national exam. I kinda regret this decision, and regret it more when i heard that they won silver too in Bali. But then, i thought if i still joined the choir back then, maybe i wouldn't get this high national exam score. Maybe, i wouldn't get into SMAN 3 Bandung. So, i just thank God because it was His plan, after all.

And that's it about my unforgettable experience! It was a sweet moment. Thanks for reading!