"... with the orchestra’s CEO David Snead describing it as 'one of the most wonderful moments I’ve experienced in the concert hall."
"After the concert, the orchestra began looking for the child – and now, the boy’s grandfather has got in touch. Nine-year-old Ronan is a huge music fan, says his grandfather, Stephen Mattin. Mattin, who took his grandson to the concert, said he 'talked about nothing else for weeks.' Ronan didn’t mean to be disruptive, he told WGBH, explaining that his grandson is on the autism spectrum, and expresses himself in a different way to other people. 'I can count on one hand the number of times that [he’s] spontaneously ever come out with some expression of how he’s feeling,' Mattin said. Mattin reached out to the orchestra after his sister-in-law saw on television that the Handel and Haydn Society was looking for the 'wow kid.'... 'You know, everybody’s different. Everybody has different ways of expressing themselves,' he said. 'I think people in general, society’s becoming more tolerant or understanding of the differences between people.'"
May 10, 2019
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Music hath charms to soothe a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak. Congreve
What a great story. I would’ve probably missed it without Althouse. Thank you!
Great expression, kid. Basically you said thank you with strong feelings.
"...society’s becoming more tolerant or understanding of the differences between people."
I do truly wish that was true, and I want to be part of making that happen, but it's not happening lately.
Mozart will do that to you.
I did not know one cannot say "wow" in a crowded theater after performance is over.
Nice to know some kids appreciate good music.
You can, I suppose. You just generally don't during the dramatic silence at the end of a requiem.
Wish they could have left him alone. Let him enjoy the music without an audience of adults.
What Charlie Ecklund said.
What a great story. I would’ve probably missed it without Althouse. Thank you!
Ditto.
And I will pay it forward.
Why can’t we just enjoy moments. Hunting down the kid to try to extend it? What is the point of that?
Just beautiful.
Lucky kid--to be exposed to that, and be able to appreciate it. I was expecting some great coda or climax, which almost any kid could appreciate (even me, seven or eight years old, in agony-inducing wool pants, in a stuffy auditorium full of old people . . .)
I'll take this as a birthday present.
Narr
It's just what I wanted!
Nobody: because how else can those people make this about THEM, about how great THEY are?
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