"So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, good night
"I hate to go and leave this pretty sight.
"So long, farewell, auf Wiedersehen, adieu
"Adieu, adieu to yieu and yieu and yieu."
The little girl's voice carried at least two rows behind her on the Hawaiian Airlines jet. We know this as a fact because we were two rows in back of her last Tuesday when we were treated to this impromptu concert.
Frankly, it is not often one runs into a 4- or 5-year-old these days who knows the words to the songs of "The Sound of Music." Thus when "So Long, Farewell" or "Doe, A Deer" are so joyously sung by such an unpretentious artist, it's a good idea to put down the morning crossword and listen.
Our soloist was seated with her mother, while Dad had been banished to a seat two rows in back of ours. We gained this knowledge when the Old Man tried to inch up closer to his family when we got to the gate on Oahu.
"That's my wife and daughter," he explained as he squirmed up the aisle.
"Well, your daughter's quite an entertainer," we remarked.
"Oh, Lordy," he said, "what did she sing this time?"
"Just a bit of the score from 'Sound of Music,'" we replied.
"She really likes 'Sound of Music,'" Dad remarked.
"So do the rest of us and she was wonderful," we reassured her father.
In truth, that concert last Tuesday morning was a treat. It was obvious her parents spent a lot of time with her and had already begun giving her a broad-based education that would include the arts. Her confidence showed she relished her knowledge.
We couldn't resist saying, "So long, farewell" as we walked by her.
"Farewell," she replied, grinning up at us. Not a shy bone in her body. But, then again, when you're a talented 4-year-old, why be coy about it?
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