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Six Sentence Story: Burst



The moment the church organist started playing the introduction to the hymn, the precocious toddler girl stood up on the pew. Music just moved her, and she was doubly excited when she realized she recognized the tune. Though everyone around her was opening a hymnal and finding the right page, that was unnecessary for her. 
First of all, she couldn't read, but second, even if she could read, she didn't need the words; they were etched into her memory. Finally, the organist finished the introduction and the chorister signaled the congregation to begin, but while the rest of the church-goers sang, "Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing," the sweet little girl belted out, "Go tell Aunt Rhody." By the time she got to the line about the old grey goose being dead, all decorum was lost as those around her burst out laughing. 




This has been another Six Sentence Story. The blog hop is hosted by Denise of Girlie on the Edge each week. The rules are simple: write a six sentence story of any genre based on the prompt word for the week. This week's prompt: burst. 

*I still struggle with reverence whenever I hear that hymn, as I think of my outgoing, loud (at the time), musical sister proudly participating in the congregational singing!

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  1. Fun Six.
    (Will we be seeing the very young form the center of the other's Sixes? There is a curious sympatico that appears to exist here and, on occasion, manifests as themes.)

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    1. It is interesting how themes seem to develop--not only with this hop, but also in the TToT sometimes.

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  2. Excellent Six. No doubt that particular service was extra memorable :)

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    1. Well, I can't recall what was spoken over the pulpit, but I don't think I'll ever forget that hymn! :-)

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  3. 😄I remember this like it was yesterday!

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  4. I love the Hymns of the faith. So many, and we so rarely hear them any longer.

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    1. I love the music at church! Fortunately, not only do we have the hymnals we use each week, we also have an online version (Lord, Dismiss Us With Thy Blessing is #163):
      https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/music/library/hymns?lang=eng

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  5. Haha. I guess this is what happens when multiple songs/ hymns have the same tune.

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    1. Yes, the old songs/hymns would often borrow tunes.

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  6. Fantastic story! I'll bet there are a lot of people from that congregation who remember it like yesterday, too!

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  7. Heeheehee! #1 Son did something similar during Oh Little Town of Bethlehem -- he sang the parody words, Oh, Little Town of Destrehan!

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  8. Oh this was perfect! I gather from the comments this is a true to life experience, and I just know it is one the entire family still enjoys!

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    1. Yes, it was a true story, and we do still get a kick out of it!

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