“It’s Monday morning. I’m sitting here in the school, the class are taking a reading literacy test. Somehow I don’t feel the inner strength to teach today. I’m still pulsating. Last night in the car on my way home I was still completely possessed by our concert and then, finally, I sunk into a dreamless sleep. But the next morning I couldn’t find my place, coffee tasted different although I drank it from a ’sacred vessel’. Strange are the people at the petrol station, strange are the colleagues in the teachers’ room, strange are the children in the corridor and in the classroom. No, it’s not them. It’s me. I’m the one being strange, because yesterday we again experienced something extraordinary. I need a few days to be able to fit in again. A year to go and everything will be this strange again. Thank you, thank you, thank you! Thank you, Eszter, for organising this event, for the colossal amount of work you’ve put into this. Thanks to all the organisers for their contribution. Thank you to the Maestro for the comprehensible explanations, the divine hairy armed cues and the pulsation. Thank you to my fellow choir members for their energy, perseverance and swollen feet, and the fact that we have sung through this together.”

Kata Juhászné Szabó (Let the Country Sing, 2019)