Preface

This is the first of the three articles covering the evening of March 10th, with all the ups and downs of what can only be called another successful Coffeehouse For a Cause.

Chapter I – Skepticism

Hearing about a school organized event is always an interesting time – you are assaulted by fliers and announcements on every step in the corridors, you are peer-pressured into going or not going, and of course there is a tone of skepticism we all adopt when considering whether something school related can actually be fun.
An event that is organized by your classmates and consists of music, food, and charity, however, sounds awfully tempting.
“Although, how amazing can a cafeteria look like at night, anyways,” I asked myself, not being convinced that it could be truly fun.
Right off the bat, I had no idea if I wanted to go. I had never been to one of these things before and did not know what to expect. I was going back and forth on the decision for a long time, but ultimately decide to go.

Chapter II – Disappointment

Now, for something called a COFFEEhouse, one naturally expects there to actually be coffee at the event. Little did I know how wrong I was.
Moments before leaving my house, I had actually considered bringing my own coffee, questioning whether coffee at the event would be any good. Arriving at the scene, after consulting with my editor in chief, I decided to commence my quest in the pursuit of life, liberty, and happiness, otherwise known as caffeine. To my surprise, not only was it ‘not good’ as I anticipated, but there was, in fact, no coffee at all, only hot chocolate. In her defense, Ms. Windemuth stated that this was, at the very least, a “step up from last year,” when no drinks were served.

Chapter III – Surprise

Believing that my evening was entirely spoiled due to events previously mentioned, I returned to my seat. As the main source of illumination shifted to fairy-lights, the organizers gave their opening remarks. After announcing the opening acts, a veil of silence fell across the room, and that is when it happened: Natalia Freeze and Mia Hallet began to sing. In that very moment, I was in a state of utter and complete shock. They delivered a powerful and emotional performance, and the perfect opening act. Everyone else had their work cut out for them. But group after group, everyone was able to follow in more a than graceful manner. Each of the songs was well chosen, and performed just as well. I was pleasantly surprised to see the no longer hidden talents of my peers. The Lilibois, with an oddly suitable band name, and the Fearsome Foursome, with an oddly questionable band name, dazzled the crowd with their showmanship. Solo acts were just as entrancing – Greta’s magical performance of “Fast Car” by Tracy Chapman, Molly Smith’s impressive piano skills, and Kail Pellicane’s interpretation of “Let’s Be Still” by The Head and The Heart. If you asked me to pick a favorite, I probably would not be able to pick, but I would lean towards “Hey There Delilah” as sung by Miriam Cubstead and Lydia Fick, as well as Francesca Mei and Graham Denison’s “Stay”.
By the end of the evening, I was hypnotized, in awe, shocked, and completely relieved of my previous skepticism.

Conclusion

A rocky beginning was easily overcome by the shining brilliance of the performers of the evening. The night was filled with a sense of comfort and warmth, accompanied with excellent music, and an even better company. Not only did the Coffeehouse result in a change of heart in some (eh-em… me…), but it also served a good cause, providing funds for helping homeless teens. It was nothing short of amazing and inspiring. Although coffee would have helped.
If you have never been to one of these before, I wholeheartedly advise you to attend one in the near future.

P. S. The brownies I ate were really good.

Photos by Sylvie V. Gallagher