In April, my husband and I travelled to La Chappele D’Abondonce to a Bahá’i Spring Camp in the French Alps. There I taught a group of adults from France and Belgium singing every afternoon and on the final evening we performed our songs to the audience. We had a wonderful time together, they learnt new songs in English and I learnt some songs in French. There was also a theatre course, an art course and a Musical Theatre course for the children. I had taught singing at this camp once before, a few years ago and also at the Bahá’i Summer School in Evian (which I’ve posted about before), all through the supreme management skills and encouragement of my dear friends Guita and Willo.
On my course was a lady called Della, an American Bahá’i who now lives in Bucharest in Romania. She became a good friend of Ramin and I, we ate many meals together and I was fascinated by her research in Romania for her book ‘Her Eternal Crown- Queen Marie of Romania and the Bahá’i Faith‘. Well Della came to my course one day asking if I would be interested in coming to Romania as she was sure the Bahá’is there would love to experience the kind of singing workshops I run. I was interested, but the dates seemed a little close to the Welsh Summer School I was already committed to (running workshops on Opening up Creative Channels at the grass roots). However she assured me that the National Assembly of the Bahá’is of Romania had invited me, through her, and they would be in touch soon.
A few weeks later, I had sorted out my dates and agreed to go to the Romanian Bahá’i Summer School, travelling the day after the Welsh one had ended – and on August 25th I found myself catching a flight to Sibiu!
The Welsh Summer School had been full of singing as the UK Bahá’i Choir had rehearsed and performed there all week, with myself joining them in the mornings. I was already full of the joys of being with my dear friends and singing my heart out the day before – so I left the UK with the excited anticipation of travelling to another country, meeting new friends (of course seeing Della again) and welcoming them all into a world of song.
I had the most wonderful week. The people in the summer school, Romanian Bahá’is and their friends (as well as new friends from Italy, France, two Americans, a family from Algeria and my lovely Room-mate Elizabeth from the Dominican Republic) were so friendly, interested in me, helpful and gracious. I never once felt lonely or over-crowded. Every meal time was a great opportunity to meet and chat with new people, young and old alike. One lady aged 75 didn’t speak English (the only one!) and I was sad not to be able to chat with her, but then I found out she spoke a little German and we were able to communicate after all!
I ran a singing session with the children on the first morning (a prayer ‘Blessed is the spot’ that we sang in the final evening), morning sessions with the youth and afternoon sessions with the whole school. There were two great musicians, Aladdin and Varqa who quickly learned the chords and played guitar along with our songs and Rares (The School’s organiser) typed up the words, projecting them on the wall behind us. Almost everyone loved singing and just needed to believe in themselves a little more, a few of the older youth didn’t want to sing but I had great chats with them once lunch time.
The youth composed some lovely songs and sang Rosanna Lea’s composition of the words of ‘Abdu’l-Baha, ‘Let your heart burn with loving kindness for all who may cross your path’ really well, even managing a second harmony.
Overall I had a fantastic time and I would love to go back. It was very moving to be singing about ‘Abdu’l-Baha while standing in front of a large group of Romanian Bahá’is and thinking how happy this would have made Him. I felt my Mum was with me too, I often felt her singing along with the complete joy and enthusiasm that epitomised her singing.
Am încredera mia (I am confident also I trust myself)