Sonya Bostom

I walk into my first festival rehearsal as a small eighth grader seated in the second row, surrounded by 300 strangers. The opening chords to "HaZamir" are played on the piano. As soon as we open our mouths, I am awestruck by the richness and quality of the sound, something I have never heard before. Suddenly, these people were not strangers anymore but 300 friends united in song.