When David Out Sings Goliath

Sometimes the little kid and the little school from the north west takes a chance performing a story about little women and on the big stage on the big night against all the big schools and their big bands and big time shows they get to hear their name. It’s like Jimmy Chipwood’s jumper in Hoosiers—they overcome and persevere and then when you least expect it, against all the odds, they make history….like the little kid who used to fall asleep in my arms and her little school up the road does here. Though now that I think about it, maybe in the end, some things are just meant to be.