It seemed like a small miracle that my third grade daughter’s dance routine was the second act in the two-hour lineup of her school talent show. I let out a sigh of relief when I saw her name so close to the beginning, knowing that we were off the hook if (when?) our three-year-old was unable to make it to the end of the show.
As I scanned the program, I saw that the final number was called “Brave,” and it featured nine 4th grade girls, some of whom had been my music class students during their toddlerhood. I had a feeling it would be worthwhile for us to make it to the end of the talent show—for whatever reason, I just sensed it would be special.
Fortunately, with the assistance of an iPad on mute, several trips to the drinking fountain, and a few seating adjustments, our preschooler made it through the entire show. We had moved to the very back of the auditorium to minimize any disruptions to those around us, and it was time for the final song. A line of girls wearing white T-shirts and holding large white posterboard signs filed onto the stage, and the opening strains of Sara Bareilles’ “Brave” filled the room.
The first student held up her sign:
“You are Amazing.”
Another sign came up:
“Stronger Than You Know.” I felt my eyes burning with tears.
And a third:
“More Beautiful Than You Think.”
“Learning. Growing. Not Alone.” By now, tears were spilling down my face.
“Flawed. Whole. Scared. Brave.”
As the messages kept coming, the audience cheered on the girls, and Sara Bareilles’ beautiful words poured from the speakers. It was overwhelming, moving, and powerful.
The very first girl to hold up her sign accidentally had it upside down. When she realized it and turned it around, everyone cheered her on. She got back up and kept going; it actually seemed to fit in perfectly with the message of their performance. At the end of the song, the girls donned hats and boas, picked up toy guitars and microphones, danced, and did their thing. They were showing all of us what it means to truly be yourself—flaws, silliness, and all. I cheered and applauded with a lump in my throat, and I as returned to my seat I saw that my friend had also been crying during the performance. Here we were, two 36-year-old women weeping at an elementary school talent show. And I suspected we weren’t the only ones.
Why was this message so powerful that it brought me to tears? As the mother of two little girls, the words of this song and the words on the girls’ signs encapsulate exactly what I hope my children are able to internalize as they navigate the world around them. I want them to believe in themselves. I want them to feel strong, and proud. I want them to understand that it doesn’t matter if they look like the girls in the magazines or on TV—that they are more beautiful than they think.
The words on the signs came from an incredibly powerful poem called You. Are. Amazing. by Tia Sparkles Singh of Your Life, Your Way.
As we send our young daughters into the world, they are vulnerable and highly susceptible to insidious messages about what it means to be a girl in this world. You should be pretty. You should dress like all the other girls. You should be skinny. You should do whatever it takes to fit in. You should be like everybody else. When I was ten years old, I certainly didn’t feel comfortable in my own skin, strong, or brave.
Historically, girls have been socialized to be attractive, polite, and good. But today’s girls are finally being given permission to transcend those roles. Of course we want them to be kind and considerate to others and to take pride in their appearance. But we also want them to be strong, to believe in themselves, to let their own unique light shine. To be brave.
When I asked how the girls got the idea for this performance, I discovered that it had actually been a few of their moms’ idea. I thought that was fantastic—it’s equally inspiring that these girls have mothers who are aware of the importance of this positive message. If we want our girls to embrace confidence, courage, and self-acceptance, it’s going to have to start with us. As mothers, fathers, and mentors, we have to teach our girls these values—they’re not likely to stumble on them on their own while being bombarded by other less-constructive messages from the world around them.
But the girls had their own ideas about the powerful message they had to share. Here’s what they had to say:
“It can inspire people to encourage others.”
“Spreading this message can make people more confident about themselves.”
“Help stop bullying.”
“Be yourself, not someone else.”
“I want to be liked for who I am.”
“We all have our own personalities.”
“Don’t be afraid to be yourself.”
“This message can change people’s lives and the whole world.”
This transitional age—from the tween years to the teen years—is absolutely transformative, and it is a crucial time to instill feelings of empowerment, security, and a strong sense of self in our girls. What if we could really help them to believe and internalize these messages and to get that message to spread to other girls in the school, in the city, and beyond? What would it take for parents, daughters, and community members to join together to change the way we think about girls and women in the world? I don’t think there is any better gift we can give our daughters than to help them discover that they are powerful, valuable, and brave.
These girls threw a pebble, and it made ripples. They stood on stage in front of their entire school and shared who they are—quirky, kind, strong, beautiful, and confident. They were, in a word—brave.
You can watch their fantastic performance here:
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Thank you so much for sharing this. So great !!!
Thank you for your beautiful tribute to our girls’ performance and thank you for helping them share a very special message that every woman and girl should hear!!
Last year, during my daughter’s EOY performance for horizon her 3rd grade Horizons class, they performed Brave. I had a similar reaction. I couldn’t stop the tears, and my daughter was horrified:).
Oh, I’m tearing up reading this, so I better grab some tissues before watching the video. What an amazing story. I LOVE how it was a collaboration, in a way, between mothers and daughters. What brave smart girls. Our daughters are indeed in good company.
Stephanie, I’m in tears once again!! I especially loved the standing ovation the girls got that seemed to have started half way through the performance!! Beautifully written article. Thank you!!
Crying too. Love. Love so much. I wish these words would reach the ears that they most need to.
My sons are older now, but I remember those poignant elementary and middle-school performances when I was a sobbing wreck. I don’t know what it was, I just couldn’t keep my tears in. You brought it all back… in a nice way.
A.M.A.Z.I.N.G.!!!!!! I can’t love this enough!!!!!
I love this! And this actually gave me an idea for my end of year graduation for my daycare. I have three girls moving on to kindergarten and I would love to do something like this. So beautiful and inspiring!