Hi everyone, this is just a flash back before the main story. The idea of the story is that next door to the Von Trapps live the Grubers, who also have seven children most of them are the same age as the Von Trapp children. They've know each other since birth.
The Grubers included
Andrew - father
Eva - mother
Rolfe - 17
Anna - 14
Rupert - 13
Pippi - 11
Werner - 10
Benjamin - 6
Charles - 5
In the flash back they are five years younger as are the Von Trapps. Anyway, here's the story.
" Father, come on," I said, pulling him into the ballroom.
" I'm coming Liesl," he laughed. I shoved him into his seat then stood beside the others.
" Welcome to our show. First Brigitta and Werner will recite their nursery rhymes," Rolfe said. The two five year olds and youngest participants stepped forward.
" Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water. Jack fell down and broke his crown and Jill came tumbling after," Brigitta said.
" Up Jack got and home did trot as fast as he could caper and went to bed and bound his head with vinegar and brown paper," Werner finished. Mama and Father and aunt Eva and uncle Andrew clapped.
" Next we have Kurt and Pippi," I said. They stepped forward and grinned. They each pulled two apples out of their pocket.
" Ready, set, go," they said. They began throwing the apples between them. It was going well until Marta toddled through the middle of them. Then they dropped all four apples.
" Well next we have Rupert and Louisa's magic act," Rolfe said, looking at me and trying not to laugh. Their magic trick did not go very well as they lost the rabbit.
" We are nearly coming to the end of our show but there are still two more acts. Please welcome Friedrich and Anna who are going to recite some of the Charge of the Light Brigade by Lord Tennyson," I said.
" Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death,
Rode the six hundred.
'Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns' he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred," Friedrich said.
" Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.
When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder'd.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred," Anna finished.
" And our last performance will be us," Rolfe and I said. I sat at the piano and he lifted the guitar.
" The hills are alive with the sound of music, with songs they have sung for a thousand years," I sang.
" The hills fill my heart with the sound of music and I'll sing once more," Rolfe sang.
" My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds that rise from the lake to the trees. My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flys from a church on a breeze. To laugh like a brook as it trips and falls over stones on its way. To sing through the night, like a lark who is learning to pray. I go to the hills when my heart is lonely. I know I will hear what I've heard before. My heart will be blessed with the sound of music and I'll sing once more," we sang.
" Wonderful. Just wonderful. Now how many of our little stars want cake and ice cream," Mama asked.
" Me, I do," everyone said.
" Marta want ice cream," Marta said. We all laughed then ran to the dining room.