Last Sunday, I participated in my final performance at Tufts. During my time at Tufts, I’ve performed in choir concerts, musicals, plays, fundraising cabarets, and more. Performing on stage is something I’ve loved to do since I was very young, and while this final exhibition at Tufts will most certainly not be my last, it felt extra special.
The performance was Tufts University’s concert choir and chamber singers' spring concert. We performed Joseph Haydn’s Nelson Mass, as well as pieces by Rachmaninov, Abela, and others. What was so special about this concert was that four years ago, this had been my first performance at Tufts. Coming into Tufts, I knew I needed a break from performing. I had participated in music and theater nearly 24/7 from ages six to eighteen, and when I came to Tufts, I decided to take my first semester off from performing entirely. When the spring semester came around, my itch to perform came back stronger than ever, so I enrolled in the chamber singers music class.
Chamber singers was (and still is!) one of my favorite classes at Tufts. What I love so much about the class is the opportunity to learn classical pieces and perform them with over 80 other students. The class is both exciting and challenging (singing in Latin for forty minutes straight is not for the faint-hearted), allowing me to practice what I love while improving my skills. Taking chamber singers my first year reignited my love of music (read my article about that here!) and was my launchpad into the performance scene at Tufts.
While I enjoyed my chamber singers class and concert my first year tremendously, one thing that dampened my experience was that I had no one in the audience cheering me on. One of my favorite parts of performing is sharing the event with my friends and family, and unfortunately, I hadn’t quite yet found a solid community at Tufts.
Flash forward to my senior year chamber singers concert: I had seven friends come to see me perform, and many who wanted to attend but were unable to. As I was standing on stage, I kept remembering my nineteen-year-old self standing on the same stage four years ago. Little did she know that four years later, she would have a whole row of friends who came to support her, and she had performed in almost every possible space on campus.
This experience felt like such a full-circle moment for me, where I could see exactly how far I have come in my four years at Tufts. At Tufts, I’ve been able to follow my passions, find new ones, make new friends, take risks, and most of all, grow into the best version of myself.
I feel confident leaving that stage behind, knowing the memories and friends I’ve gained over the past four years at Tufts will stay with me long after the curtain falls.