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    David James Archuleta (born December 28, 1990) is an American singer-songwriter and actor. At ten years old, he won the children's division of the Utah Talent Competition leading to other television singing appearances.[6] When he was twelve years old, Archuleta became the Junior Vocal Champion on Star Search 2.[6] In 2007, at sixteen years old, he became one of the youngest contestants on the seventh season of American Idol.[7] In May 2008 he finished as the runner-up, receiving 44 percent of over 97 million votes.

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Destination David Archuleta ~ Gladys Gets Her Visa

Posted by gladys1961 on Sunday, December 8, 2013


Translation by foddonna

My passport and visa: a new adventure.

I cannot count on getting a passport and visa as a simple bureaucratic procedure, because when David is involved, nothing is simple, nothing common, nothing is dull, nothing is normal.

The passport:

The first step was to obtain the passport.  A quick and simple procedure, right?  Except for the small detail of the picture.

Here in Argentina, and I guess , the rest of the world, when you see the picture the government employee took of you , you say – Dios mío!  I look like a robot with a grimace in the middle of the face ! !  We are always consistent with this picture.

And I was no exception, but this time, I had a permanent smile on my face that I could not erase. The employee asked me to sit down, fix my hair and make my face serious.  But I could not; I was happy! ! ! !

I could not tell the employee, “I’m going to see David, he will dance around the stage, I’ll go to a VIP and I’ll ask for a hug, etc etc! ! ! ! !”

I was still smiling and thinking about all that, but also listening to the voice of the employee – “Madam, you have to be serious.”

I had no choice but to swallow my huge smile.  If you ever see my passport, I will have full cheeks.  I’m not chubby; it’s my huge smile that is dancing inside me and wants out.

The first step was accomplished.  I went to get my passport and I thought – now comes the hard part.  Yes, the process was difficult but in the end it was fun.  Like everything that happens to me when David is in the middle.

The visa:

This second step was something dramatic but I ended up with a smile on my face, just the way this story started.

The whole process is done online.  The embassy website said that filling out the forms and answering questions could not take more than 75 minutes. hahahahhahahahahhahahahhahahhahhhahahahahhahhhahahhhahah

I stayed up from 10:00 p.m. to 4:00 a.m. the next day, reading the instructions and trying to fill out forms, some of them in English.

OK.  Sometime in the morning, I got up from the computer to drink a glass of water, calm down and continue.

I finished filling out the forms and asked for the first appointment, which was 8:00 a.m. for my picture (again) and to have my fingerprints taken. When I got to that place on the day and time specified, the line of people was very, very long.  And while I was in line, my appointment time passed.

I asked the man who was first in line and he told me that everyone had the same appointment time and I had to do the obligatory line.

And I said to myself -NO-I am not going to stand in line, if I do I’m going to lose my schedule.  I will ask the security guy who was standing at the door.  The man in line tried to stop me, saying that we are ALL staying in line without exception.  I pretended not to hear him, and knocked on the door.  Then the security guy on the other side opened all the doors and said the magic words:  EVERYONE CAN COME IN, BUT STAY IN LINE.

AHHHHHHH!  They allowed in about 10 people that were in front of me and then I stood behind a young woman.  She had done the forms wrong, and had not used the code that identifies us foreigners coming to America for sightseeing.  The clerk asked if she had filled out the form and she said no, another person had done it for her.

There I learned that people paid to do this process online. Grrrrrrrrr…

The clerk took my form and told the girl, pointing to my form – “this is the correct code; you have to redo it, and come back when you have fixed it.”

The clerk looked at me and said, “You madam, may pass.”

At this point I was sent to another employee and the first question was:

What is the purpose of your trip?

Concerts and sightseeing, I said.

Very well madam, pass across to take your photo and fingerprints.

That was fast.  And when I was leaving, the employee said:

Madam, they will expect you on October 4th (my second appointment) at the US Embassy.

The embassy.

I remember that at some point in the morning I read in the instructions that there were objects that cannot be carried to the Embassy, for example, cell phones, earphones, tote bags and much more.

I got up very early for my appointment at the embassy.  When I arrived, everything was very organized.  There were signs indicating the time of our appointment.  I stood in line at 8:00 a.m., attentive to everything, any indication for worry, right up to the last moment, when…

I realized no one had a purse; everyone had only papers in hand.  I asked the lady who was in front of me and she told me that before getting in this line, I was supposed to leave my passport at a window.  I left the line and stood behind one of the windows where an employee like a robot said:

Madam, give me your passport.  When entering the embassy, you should not carry cellular phones, headphones, big bags ……….. –

My expression changed, and the employee noticed and said:

Madam, these instructions are in the guidelines.  If you have any of these things, you cannot pass – (!!I was given back my passport!!!)

Putting on my best face, I said, Miss, don’t worry, I will get rid of all this and continue with the procedure

The employee then took my passport and I returned to the previous line, to await the call to the embassy.  While we were waiting, an embassy employee began shouting our names to give back our passports.  Each passport now had a number glued on the top of it.  That meant that they had accepted our entry into the embassy.

But I was very worried, because I was looking among employees who were outside the embassy for someone who might keep my purse, my phone, my headphones, my soul!!!!!!!!!

The line began to move and I could not get anyone.  But suddenly I saw a young policeman on the other side of the Avenue, and I went towards him, almost running.

Sir, please, I know it’s unusual what I’m going to ask, but could you hold my purse?  I cannot go to the embassy with all this?? –

Madam, I’m not allowed, but there (he pointed toward a white van) they’re going to keep it, you have to pay a very small amount and they keep these things-

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I was not the only one who had forgotten part of the instructions.  There were more people like me.  Sometimes I think God is looking after me.

My turn came.  I entered the embassy through various checks, and was directed to some more windows.  I was the first of the entire line.  The employee had a thick accent and the first thing she said was:


-yes, I am.

-Tell me your number.

(In a split second I thought, what number does that refer to?  Every form I had had numbers.)

Instinctively I raised my passport with the number on the top, lifted it and showed it to the clerk. She looked me up on a list, and said –

Gladys-go ahead, you can pass.

I waited in another line, and then I was in a very large room with many people.

In that place were the interviews.  They had 15 windows, and when it came my turn I knew I had to put myself into any answer, convince and beg them if necessary to give me the visa.

The employee who interviewed me was very young, with a very American accent; her Spanish was perfect.

She asked many questions about my life in Buenos Aires, my family, my job, my monthly salary. They have to make sure I do not use this visa request as an excuse to leave my country and work illegally there.

The Embassy also has all the information about me, they know everything about me, and even know the answers I had to answer to fill in the forms online.  I could not be wrong in any response.  After they found out my family, work, financial life, came the funniest part.

– Gladys?

– Yes

– Do you have relatives in the United States, or know someone?

– No.

– Why do you want to go to America?

– I want to go to concerts and sightsee.

– In that place are those shows?

– I guess it will be in Salt Lake City, Utah ..

– Oh yeah? and who will sing there?

– David Archuleta, do you know him? (I know I’m crazy, do not say anything)

– David Archulota? David Archoleta? I think so, yes ahhhhhhhh.

– David Archuleta, he will sing around May 2014, more or less.  I do not have the exact date, but by then he will already be in your home country.

– But he is not singing now, no?

– No, now he’s on a mission in Chile.

– You have traveled outside the country. (It was not a question, it was an affirmation.)

– Yes, I went to Chile several times to see him.  He is on a mission to Rancagua.  He is a Mormon and was referred to the country for two years.

– She opened her eyes wide and asked me, Do you know him?

– Yes, I’ve seen and greeted him a few times, he is a very young singer.

– Ahhhh

– I want to see him when he finishes his mission and gives his first concert, I guess it will be in Salt Lake City.

– Why do you like David Archuleta?

– I cannot explain, but I like him very much.  Have you heard some of his songs?

– A Long time ago.  I haven’t heard anything lately, but you have made me curious (hahahahaha, another fan). Ok Gladys.

While she was typing the last words on her computer, she said aloud, David Archuleta, pop-singer, then looked at me and said the most beautiful words I have ever heard in my life:

Gladys, your visa is approved.  You will be notified by e-mail.

When I left the embassy I still had a little fear.  Maybe I would get the visa for only one year, or just to one specific city, but I was happy.  I stopped by the place where the white van was parked, then withdrew my bag and went to my work. My colleagues congratulated me and we celebrated with breakfast.

A week later I received the passport notice with the visa inside it.  When I opened it, I let out a cry of joy.  My visa lasts for 10 years. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

David will have to eat Argentine chocolates for 10 years.


Gladys is a guest writer for The Voice.


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Gladys Goes to 2nd Christmas Devotional ~ David Archuleta

Posted by gladys1961 on Sunday, December 9, 2012


Translation and editing by Djafan and Bebereader

Mr. and Mrs. McKinley welcomed me. She asked me many questions and both of them kissed me and introduced me not as a member but as a friend from Argentina. Mrs. McKinley knew that I had two nieces; she read The Voice and my own blog.

The first two rows were Reserved seating and Mr. McKinley removed a Reserved sign and seated me in the second row about a meter from the pulpit. Elder Archuleta would eventually sit on the same side of the pulpit so I had a perfect view. They chatted with me and introduced me to all the Elders; it seemed like they had been waiting for me. When Elder Archuleta arrived, Mrs. McKinley spoke with him for some time before he began to sing. He turned and saw me and he smiled. I smiled back.

He sang the same songs as the last Christmas devotional but this time I saw him up close. It was like a recital when you repeat the performance but he was more confident this time, especially in the Spanish and Italian songs.

When he sang the first song, “Los Pastores A Belen”, I was the only one singing along. We sang together for a few seconds! I was able to hear the Italian song perfectly. It was powerful because everyone was in complete silence. When he finished Los Pastores the audience applauded and he put his finger to his lips and made the “shhhh” sign with a smile. During the rest of the songs the audience would start to applaud and he would repeat the gesture, finger to his lips.

I also chatted with Sister Viviana, who will be in charge soon. She received her chocolates and told me that last Saturday she rode back in the same car as Elder Archuleta and that he told her about me and the chocolates and gave her some. She said that he is personable and nice and very humble. I showed her what I bought for him and she laughed and said “He is a kid at heart; he’s going to like it.”

I bought him a giant egg, with lots of eggs inside with building pieces. The giant egg had feet and a duck’s head, cute. I glued the messages to the feet and I wrote something on the back:

Elder Archuleta, I know you have contact with a singer from Utah whose name starts with a D. Please tell him that he won’t need to start at zero. Just begin where he left off. I give thanks for the jewels he left us and for those that are to come. I speak for everyone from around the world. May God Bless you and continue protecting you.

When I gave it to him I asked if he liked his previous gift and he said “Of course” and he recognized me.

“Have you eaten it all?”

He laughed a lot and said, “Yes.”

“Well here is something else but as before don’t eat it all at once.” (I showed him the top part so he couldn’t see the messages.)

He said, “Again? Thank you.” And when he saw the egg, he laughed heartily. It’s the most glorious laugh I’ve ever heard.

Since I was sitting among some Elders and had candies to snack on, I handed some out while Elder Archuleta sang. I gave the sweets to the Argentinean Elder Des and he asked if he could give some to the others too. So we all snacked on sweets together. Before I left I shook Elder Des’ hand and told him, “See you in Rancagua on Sunday.” He said, “We’ll be waiting!!!”

I ran into President MacArthur and he gave me a hug and kiss. I’d never spoken to him before and he said, “Ahhh, you are the one from Argentina.”

Me:    “Yes, President.”

Him:  “You know something, I always tell Archuleta that he has the possibilities of success. haha.”

The one who was in charge of that district, the Buin Chile district, was inviting people to see pictures and the shepherds/nativity in the next room. Before the show started, an Elder from Ecuador took me to see the exhibit and they gave me a copy of The Book of Mormon.

When I was leaving I saw Elder Archuleta again, from afar. He had a line of people waiting to greet him. They weren’t fans; they were families that just wanted to congratulate him and shake his hand. I watched as he smiled and spoke with everyone but I left. I didn’t want to abuse my luck. They gave him gifts. A man gave him cookies and snacks in a bag. Mostly they gave him food and he just laughed. I think they may have started this when they saw that I brought him a gift the last time.

Mr. and Mrs. McKinley kissed me and told me they’ll be waiting for me as did Sister Viviana. She said that on the 9th in Rancagua, it’s going to be beautiful and to make sure I get there early.

I felt on leaving that I had accomplished a mission of my own, with the message I gave to Elder Archuleta.

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David Archuleta ~ Gladys From Argentina Goes To Christmas Devotional

Posted by gladys1961 on Tuesday, December 4, 2012


With special thanks to Bebereader for editing and Djafan for translating the original chatlog.  A more detailed recap by Gladys will be published in both English and Spanish.

The chapel was far. It took me 3 hours to get there and I had to walk 8 more blocks. I arrived at 8:20pm and introduced myself to Mr.  McKinley. I spoke with him and Sister V until the show began. The first thing Mr. McKinley said was, “I read your blog on The Voice.” He said he liked it and that it entertained him. Sister V said she was the one who found it. They received it in an email but she approved it and said not to worry, to continue doing what I’m doing, that they all have read it, well those that could.

I sat in the fourth row like always. Mr. McKinley sat us towards the right. David sang with a choir. He sang five songs, all in Spanish except one song he sang in Italian, “The Prayer,” a duet with a girl from North America. He also sang “Los Pastores A Belen.” When he began singing this, he saw that I was singing with him and he smiled. There were some girls who turned to see who he was smiling at and it was meeee! The other songs he sang were “Mary Did You Know,” “Little Drummer Boy,” and “Oh Holy Night.”

The devotional was an hour and a half.  David wore a dark blue suit, a white shirt and tie. His voice is more glorious than ever before. It was deeper and he had no problem hitting the high notes.

I got a chance to speak to David this time. Unlike the last time, he stayed when the show was over and greeted everyone. Everyone was surrounding him. He was standing in the middle of all the Elders, like a star. Gisselle asked her Elder friend from Argentina to tell him that we had something for him. They spoke to him in his ear and he turned around and came towards Gisselle.  I shook his hand and gave him the gift. I said this is for you in English. Hahahaha. “You spoke in English.” He looked at me, and I did not understand why. LOL. I saw his eyes up close for the first time. There were no shadows under his eyes, his face was radiant. When he saw the very large box of chocolate, an Argentine Toblerone in the shape of a triangle, I told him I brought it from Argentina and that it had been on the plane for a long time and longer on the bus. The 40 cm Tolberone seemed small in his hands. I told him to please not eat it all at once and he laughed and said “No, no, no.” I told him to put it in the fridge before he eats it. I said, “Elder, I did not know you sang in Italian.” He laughed a lot. He said “I did not know either. Hahaha.” He said he had only practiced the day before.

I watched as he interacted with everyone with no problem, and he was not shy greeting anyone. This time they did not whisk him away. He thanked and greeted everyone.

I also gave Elder Coello a box of chocolates, Argentinean ones, small triangles, milk chocolate. When I said “Elder Coello, do not forget your box of alfajors,” he showed me his bag and said they’d be well taken care of.

So they know about me, The Voice blog, everything. They have invited me to the other devotionals and Sister V showed me the first two rows that had very young girls. She said “Those are not members, they are fans.” I told them everything from the beginning; I spoke the truth. They are expecting me for all the other devotionals.

I think today was the most special day. I heard his laugh right in front of me. Yes, he seems really happy. He was glowing and his eyes are beautiful, dark green. No signs of exhaustion. Just happiness. David and Chile. Chile loves David. They take very good care of him.

Jajaja I know, I’m crazy, but crazy with happiness and next week will be two more events. They said they’d be waiting for me. I did not want to leave because David was still standing there. Now I saw him up close, I can assure you that he has grown, and his shoulders are broader and his natural shyness has disappeared “totalmente.”  His Italian was fantastic. His voice sounded like smooth silk. He’s a natural, no accent.

Elders cannot read blogs. So David does not know me. But perhaps now he will remember me, for I gave him the biggest chocolate I could find.


Here are the songs in Spanish sung at the devotional and “The Prayer” in English/Italian followed by David’s performance of “Los Pastores A Belen” from MOtab.

Santa La Noche (Oh Holy Night) Marcos Witt

El Nino Tambor (Little Drummer Boy) Raphael

Maria Sabias Que (Mary did you Know) Tercer Cielo

The Prayer – Celine Dion and Josh Groban

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KRAKATOA IN RANCAGUA ~ My Second Trip to Chile ~ David Archuleta

Posted by gladys1961 on Monday, November 5, 2012

Translated from Spanish to English by Djafan.  Scroll down for Spanish version below.

This second trip to Chile didn’t start two weeks before October 13th, it started July 15th, the day of the first Devotional.  That day I saw the announcement on the temple doors that said “Pop Concert with Elders Coello and Archuleta.”  That day I began to plan my second trip to Chile.

The pop concert announcement on facebook listed the age and residence restrictions in order to attend.  The message was clear, only singles between 18 and 30 years of age and you had to live in Rancagua.  As time passed my prayers for a miracle became more intense.  I knew I had 3 months to try everything and I did.

Every institution whether commercial or religious is like a pyramid, there is always someone at the head, the one in charge.  So I sent an email to the head in August.  I told them the truth about my age, where I live and who I planned to attend with.  I immediately received an autoreply in acknowledgement.  August ended, September came and went and it was now October.  I filled out the registration form on Rancagua Jas Center Facebook page.  I hadn’t received a confirmation and was feeling down but remembered that David says that good things come to those who wait.  I tried but I was getting anxious.

One Friday afternoon I wrote to the Rancagua Jas Center on their facebook’s chat to initiate a conversation. I asked if the confirmation system was having problems and they said yes but not to worry they would be sending out confirmations shortly.  I thanked them and told them I would be waiting impatiently.  They asked for my information and told them they said I didn’t meet the requirements.  (my heart has very little resistance since I saw David live).  I told them I was aware but since I had gone to the previous Devotional I thought there would be a possibility to attend this concert too.

This person then introduced themselves as the one in charge of …. (this is confidential) I apologized and began addressing him/her as Mr.  He said he was sorry that an exception couldn’t be made in my case because if they did they’d have to make one for all the emails they’d received from all over South America.

My heart was torn.  I told them that miracles exist and that I was expecting a huge one.  I said goodbye and told anyone who would listen my woes.

I think I must cry very loud because every time I would approach someone they’d cover their ears, I think my cries could be heard on the other side of the continent.  It was a sad week but something kept telling me, Gladiola, miracles exist.  You may not believe this but I knew I’d see David again and that this time it would be different.  October 4th was my birthday and made a wish and on the 5th it came to pass.

That day I received an email, remember the head of the pyramid?

“We have received your registration, you are welcomed to attend by special invitation.  We will be expecting you on October 13th”

It was signed by the person in charge and there was no question about it, I was invited.

Could you imagine my screams? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! I’m going to Chile, I’m going Chile!!!!!!  And it began again, the plane, hotel, reservations and finally David.  As you read you will see that this time it was different.


I’ve taken a few days to sort all these ideas and images which are still bouncing around in my head. Maybe nobody has noticed, but in a place in Chile, in a town called Rancagua, specifically Jas Center, the earth moved.  I don’t know to what degree, but it happened, I witnessed it. It was caused by David and three actions that are hazardous to the public health.  He shadow boxed, sang and knelt in front of the stage wearing a white hat like Chaplin wore, he danced Salsa a la Celia Cruz, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

But that was not the worst of it.  Several of us lost our jaws as they dropped from  our mouths hanging open. (I almost lost a rib going after the hat David threw to the public!!! Silly me!!!!, fighting over a hat at my age)

Now that my head and mind are rested I can put what I lived through on October 13 beginning at 7:30pm all on paper. I just hope that my words are faithful to all the events of that day.  I’ve decided to welcome the person that changed right before my eyes.


My Arrival

My arrival was somewhat tumultuous.  I arrived at Chile late, at noon (left Buenos Aires on October 13, at 7.35 am, with a stop in a province of my country).  My hotel reservation was not firm.  The buses to Rancagua were due out after 4:5pm in the afternoon for a two hour trip. The event as everyone knows is on Greece Street  #319 and the bus left me at 800 . If someone in Chile says that they saw a lady running 5 blocks and praying that the hands of the clock not advance beyond 6.45pm, yes, that was me.

When I arrived the door was closed; I felt a knot in my stomach.  A man approached me and told me, “Welcome to our Center!”  He opened the door and there were people already waiting in the hall. He told me to take a seat, that they’d be calling me soon because they first accommodated the people who had signed up, like me.

When my turn came, I approached the table where we were to check in.  I said say my name but I was surprised that it wasn’t on the list. The lady in charge told me I had to fill out a form and wait to enter.  I insisted that I had been invited, but she spoke to me in English and I was desperate.  I remembered I had printed the email sent to me by President McKinley and showed it to her.  She called over a Chilean member and she understood me.  When she saw my name she said, “Ahhhhhhh you’re Gladys from Argentina, come with me.”  She took me to another larger room and sat me in the 4th row. As we walked I told her I had pleaded for a seat, she smiled and said, “I know, we know you.!!!!” What a relief!!!

The entire row was empty so I chose the best seat with no one covering my view.  I had a direct view of the stage, I was in paradise. I could see two pianos arranged forming an L.  I think one was an organ.  Then came a group and they sat all around me, I was in center.  One said, “Lady could you move a little so we could sit together?” I said, “NO” and I think that startled them, hahaha.  It was a definite no. (Remember I ran 5 blocks.)

The Wait

The room was large.  It had ten chairs on each side with an aisle in the middle and 20 rows back.  The place gradually filled up and bustle was getting louder.  The stage was small.  There were two pianos, a microphone stand and a music stand. They had arranged screens on the sides of the stage.  They were showing different images while we waited.  They showed a bullfighter and I remembered David dressed as bullfighter in blue. I think running does me good; it accelerates my memory.

A young man stood before the microphone and told us we could not take pictures or videos, no screaming, okay to applaud. He spoke of the activities of the Center and invited everyone to participate.  He then asked us to say a prayer together. After the prayer he left and the same presenter from July 15 appeared.  He made some jokes about whether to sing or not, but said that he left that to the talented.

He greeted President McKinley, welcomed us all and told us to enjoy the event.   He introduced Elders, Archuleta and Coello.

Elder Coello took the stage and sat at the piano.  He played a beautiful song called Granada. I was amazed at his piano skills, he could be the perfect companion for David in the future.  And then ……..


Elder Coello introduced David. He came with a big smile, said hello, took the microphone and started to sing “You Raise Me Up” in English.  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.  Someone said that David just has to open his mouth and he has us in the palm of his hand, they were right.  It had been so long since I’d seen him, my God, how I had missed him.  Seeing him there so close singing that beautiful song, he hardly closed his eyes, he looked at us and he looked so happy.

When he finished the crowd cheered and screamed as David left the stage. Then a member of the church said that only applause please, to remember where we were.

He reminded us and I think he was right.  This was no place for screaming.  So we complied … for a while.

(With great joy I can tell you that I have received the list of each of the interpretations sung by Elder Archuleta and Coello.  They’ll be listed below.)

Then Elder Coello played a beautiful melody.

David made his appearance again with a completely clean and refreshed face.  He had a hymnal in his hand and sang two hymns in perfect Spanish. Again David was in a world of his own.  His eyes closed and totally connected. When he finished he placed the hymnal on the floor.  David took the microphone and approached the center of the stage and began to speak. It was not a speech.  It was something he had to share.  He said he felt comfortable in Chile, that the decision to do this mission had come from his heart.  That he loved what he was doing and loved music. That it had been a very difficult decision to make, but he knew he had to.

David then sang “What a Wonderful World.”  Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that David would sing this song.  My dad loved Louis Armstrong. I still have his records. David sang the final note, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, the way the Great Satchmo ended the song. I hope someone knows what I’m talking about.  David smiled all the time while looking at us; I think he was watching our reactions. I was on the edge of my seat trying to be a sponge.  I wanted to absorb every detail, every little movement, every smile. At the end of the song he said, “Thank you” and we all applauded but could not quell our cries of admiration.

David left the stage and Elder Coello continued on the piano with three performances. Waltzes and I think Viennese. I’d never heard a pianist like him, he was incredible.

David returned to the stage and sang three songs, one of which was a beautiful Christian song.  He then did a pop one then came two more songs that were specifically pop.  Ahhh I forgot one small detail, the three songs were sung in perfect Spanish.

Our loud applause and cheers could no longer be contained.  David just laughed and he looked really happy.  He then sang two beautiful hymns.  Then he said,  “Elder Coello is a capo, right? (capo-awesome) I don’t play as well as he but I’ll play a song I really like.” He then played “A Thousand Miles” on the piano.  I sang with him the entire song.  It was a dream for me to hear this song for the first time live.  No one could take the pleasure away from me of singing with David. Even if I was the center of some looks, I waited four years for this.  And David was here, he was not facing the audience but he turned to look at us and smiled as he sang.

At the end as always he thanked us.  Elder Coello played two jazz pieces, very fast, his fingers flew across the keyboard.  It is incredible that David has found the perfect partner in another part of the world.

How can I explain the feeling in the air?  It was like when a volcano is getting ready to erupt.  You do not know when (we know where) but there is something in the air that tells us that we must prepare for shocks and the fact that it’s imminence is close .


When David reappeared he had the microphone in his hand and said that he would like to dedicate this song to a married couple who have worked (harto/hard) in organizing this concert. He looked at Mckinley’s.  The first piano chords reminded me of an old tune that I had heard in a film of Al Jolson’s many years ago.  It was “Rock-a-Bye Your Baby With a Dixie Melody.”  David was singing a very old song.  It brought me to my childhood when I was watching TV with my dad!!!!! Ohhhh David, you will always have my heart!!!

David then became a jazz singer and he moved around the stage.  Suddenly he was back beside Coello.  They sang a verse together both wearing white hats.  David then came to center stage and began to do a little dance.  He knelt as Al Jolson did and pointed towards the back.  He got up and finished the song with Coello. The two of them went to the center of stage and threw their hats to the audience.

What happened to the old David? Where is he?  Any David is fine with me, but this David ………… my gosh.  David’s smile illuminated everything.  He was so comfortable.  He exuded great confidence and masculinity.  The Richter scale was broken for a while. The sensations meter could be measured by looking at my seat mates, one of them had been able to catch the hat that David threw to the audience and said and I quote – “It is hot” and the other said “I’m shaking” and I thought AMEN.

(If this was something like the eruption of Krakatoa, imagine the eruption of Vesuvius in Pompeii.)


To appease the ravenous beasts (us) David stood in the middle of the stage as Coello played the first chords of “Imagine.”  You could hear everyone’s ohhhhhhhhh “Imagine there’s no heaven …..”  I thought, I must have done something good in this life that God has gifted me this moment.  (Perhaps this first verse brought confusion to believe that he sang “Heaven”).  David sang the whole song, there he was, almost in front of me.  It was a dream to see him sing “Imagine” live.  I saw him many times on YouTube. This was truly a memorable gift.

…………………. EYE OF THE TIGER. (Deserves special mention)

If you remember the song, it has a 50-second intro with many cymbal crashes. These were the most amazing 50 seconds, more extraordinary, more revealing, more ahhhhhhhhh.  David began to move his arms back, then flexing and throwing punches forward with the sound of the music. Suddenly he lifted his leg and kicked the air as if he was doing kick boxing training.  He then began to sing …………….
The song has many sound effects and David acted out each of them. As he sang his voice and his body emphasized each note.  His left hand was never still. It was out of this world see David completely free of shyness. The entire stage was his, he left no area untouched.

When he finished he laughed and looked toward President Mckinley and said in Spanish, “Misioneros, uhhhhh.we don’t do this, I apologize President.”  I think the President was as mesmerized as us. After all this, can there be more?

By now we were in a comatose state.  We thought we had seen it all but David knows no bounds.  (A question, do you read or pay attention to the lyrics of this song? I do not know, but it was like he was referring to someone.  It’s just a personal observation)

After this experience I think I was having an out of body experience. Hahahaha sorry,  just had to say. What did David do? What could he have said???

Answering the first question, I will describe the situation.  David was perspiring but he never took off or unbuttoned his jacket.  Sweat was running down the side of his face and as usual he ran his hands over his face to wipe it.  Then to top this off he said: “Uhhhhhhhhhhh “It’s caliente (hot).  He meant that the place was very warm (hay calor). It was really warm but hot isn’t the term that is usually used.  The Center was quite large and pleasant. I suppose there are situations that do not merit explanation, right??

David then sang “Hero”, the Spanish version Mariah Carey sings.  He had such sweetness in his voice, caressing each note. His Spanish was perfect and he received a standing ovation and never stopped smiling.

I have no VOLCANOES NAMES left.

He asked, “Who wants to dance with me?”  We all raised our hands and heard the first chords of “Life is a Carnival” by the great Celia Cruz. David started singing in Spanish!!! And started dancing!!!  He did the basic steps of Salsa we know but we were all standing and clapping. Suddenly he put his other hand on his stomach and began to move and laugh.  He looked down at his feet every so often while he continued singing. I hope all of the Archies of world can one day see this.  Nobody should stop us from witnessing such a sight. Please David repeat this song in your welcome home concert in 2014.

When the song ended he said, “I like everyone to dance with me.  In the U.S. they all stay still in their seats.”


It is a beautiful song in David’s silky voice.  He sang in English. Throughout the concert he almost never closed his eyes.  “Someday” is something worth listening to.  He puts all of himself when he wants to convey something. The highs and lows of his voice have deepened considerably when singing a high note.  There are no shadows on his face, no signs of effort, everything happens naturally.  David has changed his stance when he sings too. There are times when you do not know how to describe.  Hopefully I can find the words for the right time.

Like thousands of times before when reading a recap of some fans or watching a video of a concert, I was trying to get into their heads and feel what those people felt. So here I’m trying to do the same, trying to describe every little moment so you can see the grandeur of what I saw.

When “Someday” ended he received a standing ovation. We stood. The South Americans are very demonstrative and David knows this.  He said, “I have to say goodbye, but when I say this, people usually say ‘one more, one more‘. How do they say in Spanish?”

One more, one more, one more, one more ………….

David said “Ok, ok, I will sing two more songs.”

“Thanks to life”

This song is very beautiful and is almost an anthem in my country.  It was made famous by a famous a singer who has died, Mercedes Sosa. It was written by Violeta Parra, a Chilean artist, a great Chilean artist.

When the first chords played (Coello is amazing), I could not believe it.  It’s only 17 seconds before the words start but I being from Argentina know this song perfectly.  I do not know if I’m doing something good in this life, I just know I am getting many unexpected gifts.  I closed my eyes and listened to David singing a song almost from Argentina.  At the moment I came out of my trance I saw David smiling and looking at the music on the stand, he was afraid of forgetting some lines. When he finished I was sitting, I didn’t applaud, I wanted to freeze that moment forever.   David said, “Uhhhhhhh seems that some of you know this song.”

David took his hymnal and sang the last hymn. There were no signs of fatigue, no heavy breathing, no lines on his face. He just had a great peace about him. He stood to the left and sang with all the emotion we know that David has, he closed his eyes and it was like he was telling us a prayer.

When he finished he came to center stage alongside Coello and thanked everyone.  He said a few words, but I think I got lost in the moment.  I only looked at David and my heart already began to miss him.

The same girl who assigned me my seat thanked all those present in the center  Then she asked to give a hand for the Elders, for the President, Madam President and all those who had helped organize the concert.  She invited us to participate in the Center’s activities.  Meanwhile David and Coello remained standing behind her, not knowing what to do. She turned around and told them both to get off the stage and David laughed and left the stage.  When he came into the room all the Elders present surrounded him.  There was no way to approach him.  They led him toward the exit and I could not follow.

Personal observations. (Very personal)

When David came on stage he wore a black suit, white shirt, black shoes and turquoise tie.  His hair was combed back.  An incredible vision.

When David the boss asked the question: Who wants to dance with me? (Not a simple question) we all stood up instantly, he did not insist and we danced with him.

This is for Archies worldwide, not only for American Archies. When David asks you to do something, it’s just that, a desire.  And what mortal can deny David anything?

My only criticism is, David why didn’t you take off your coat?
I think if he did I would have missed my flight.

I just wish that my words reflect what I lived that night.  I hope to have conveyed some of the feelings, happiness, amazement and astonishment.   I know my mom did not put me through literature classes in the summer in vain.

Thanks to all and hope you enjoy.
See you soon David.



























En Espanol

Este segundo viaje a Chile no comenzó dos semanas antes del 13 de octubre, comenzó el mismo día del primer Devocional, el 15 de julio. Ese día vi un cartel en las puertas del templo que decía “Concierto Pop con los Elderes Coello y Archuleta”. Y desde ese día he planeado mi segundo viaje a Chile.

Ustedes sabrán sobre los avisos en facebook acerca de éste concierto pop, allí habían restricciones de edad y de residencia,  para estar presente en ese concierto.  El mensaje era claro, el concierto sólo era para jóvenes entre 18 y 30 años y para los residentes en Rancagua.  A medida que pasaba el tiempo mis ruegos por un milagro iban en aumento. Yo pensé -tengo 3 meses hacia delante para intentarlo todo- y así lo hice.

Por mi experiencia yo se que toda institución, sea comercial, religiosa, etc es una pirámide y por lo tanto siempre hay una cabeza , que es el responsable máximo. Yo me dirigí hacia la cabeza, y envié un e-mail (en agosto). Dije toda la verdad, mi edad, donde vivo y con quien pensaba ir y el e-mail fue contestado enseguida -pienso que por una cuestión de sistema, están preparados para contestar automáticamente-, mi petición fue recibida y sería contestado a la brevedad.

Terminó el mes de agosto, comenzó septiembre y empezó octubre.
En la pagina del Centro Jas de Rancagua en facebook, se emitieron  formularios para llenar y ser enviados, luego el mismo Centro nos confirmaría la invitación. Por lo cuál nuestro nombres estarían registrados en listas.

Yo no había recibido ninguna confirmación y realmente estaba triste, pero como dice David, siempre hay que esperar lo bueno. Y asi lo hice.
Pero mi paciencia se estaba agotando. Un viernes por la tarde vi en el cuadro de chat de facebook, el usuario Centro Jas Rancagua y escribí para iniciar una conversación.

Me presenté y le pregunte a la persona que estaba en ese momento en el chat, si había habido problemas de sistema con los envíos de confirmación y él me dijo:
CJR    -sí, hubo problemas pero tú no te preocupes, pronto recibirás la tuya-
Gl.      -gracias por atenderme y esperare impaciente.
CJR.   – dime tu nombre, por favor.
Gl.      -(le dí todos mis datos)
CJR.   -pero Gladys, tu no cumples con el requisito de edad ni los de residencia.
Gl.     -(mi corazón tiene poca resistencia últimamente, desde que vi a David en vivo). Ya lo se, pero como fui al Devocional anterior, pensé que tenía una chance de presenciar este concierto también.

En resumen la persona se presento como  Jefe de la ………., (no puedo dar mas datos), yo por supuesto le pedí perdón por tutearlo y empece a decirle señor,  hahaha, así soy yo.  Él se disculpó por no poder hacer una excepcion conmigo, pero si la tenía que hacer conmigo, tendría que hacerlo con todas las personas que enviaron sus e-mail desde toda Sudamérica.

Mi corazón estaba lleno de agujeritos  (como decía una telenovela de adolescentes de mi país). Como pude le escribí a éste señor y le dije que los milagros existen y que yo esperaba uno muy grande. Me despedí y con el corazón acongojado le conté mis penas a todos los que quisieron escucharme.

Creo que lloro muy fuerte, por que cada vez que me veían se tapaban las orejas y  mis lamentos se deben haber escuchado hasta el otro lado del continente. Fue una semana dolorosa, pero había algo que me decía, -Gladiola, los milagros existen-.  Ustedes no van a poder creer, pero yo sabía que vería nuevamente a David y que ésta vez sería distinto.

El día 4 de octubre fue mi cumpleaños y pedí un deseo y el día 5 se cumplió.

Ese día recibí un e-mail, (de la punta de la pirámide, se acuerdan?)

“hemos recibido su reserva, usted es bienvenida a asistir en calidad de nuestras misiones especiales………………… esperamos el 13 de octubre, ………….”

Por supuesto, firmaba la punta de la pirámide y era una invitación incuestionable.

Se imaginan mis gritos, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !!!!!!me voy a Chile, me voy a Chile !!!!!!!! y así comenzó nuevamente el circulo, avión, hotel, reservas, etc  y finalmente David.
Por todo lo que ustedes leerán a continuación, sabrán que no me equivoque al pensar que ésta vez sería distinto.

He tomado unos dias para acomodar todas las ideas e imagenes que todavia rebotan en mi cabeza. Quizas nadie se dio cuenta pero en un lugar lejano de Chile, en un ciudad llamada Rancagua, especificamente en el Centro Jas, hubo un movimiento, no se de que tipo o de que escala, pero lo hubo, yo lo presencie. Lo causo David con tres movimientos peligrosos para la salud publica, pelear y boxear contra unas sombra, cantar y arrodillarse frente al publico usando un sombrero blanco, estilo Chaplin y bailar salsa al estilo de Celia Cruz, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Pero eso no fue lo mas grave, varias de nosotras perdimos nuestras quijadas, de tanto tener la boca abierta. ( y yo casi pierdo una costilla por agarrar el sombrero que david tiró al publico, !!!!!!!! que vergüenza!!!!!!!!!!, peleando por un sombrero a mi edad)


Mi cabeza y mi mente están ahora descansadas y puedo volcar en papel (!!!!! que antigüedad!!!, quise decir escribir en la computadora) lo que viví el 13 de octubre a partir de  la 7.30 pm, solo espero que mis palabras sean fieles a todos los acontecimientos de ese día.  He decidido darle la bienvenida a un persona que cambio delante de mis ojos.


 Mi llegada.

Mi llegada fue algo tumultuosa, llegue a Chile muy tarde, a las 12. del mediodia, ( sali de Buenos Aires el mismo dia 13,  a las 7.35 am, con escala en una provincia de mi pais), mi reserva en el hotel no estaba firme, los micros hacia Rancagua salían despues de las 4.15 pm de la tarde y son dos horas de viaje. El evento como todos saben es en la calle Grecia nº 319, y el micro me dejo a  la altura del 800. Si alguien de Chile les cuenta que vieron a una señora corriendo 5 cuadras y rezando que las agujas del reloj no avanzaran mas alla de las 6.45 pm, sí, esa era yo.

Cuando llegué la puerta estaba cerrada, se me hizo un nudo en el estomago, pero se acerco un señor y me dijo !!! buenvenida a nuestro Centro  !!, él me abrio la puerta y pase, ya había gente esperando en el salon donde se hizo el evento del 15 de julio, me dijo que me siente , que pronto iban a llamarme, por que acomodaban primero a las personas que se habían anotado, como yo.

Cuando llego mi turno, me acerque a la mesa donde estaban todas las listas, di mi apellido, pero con asombro vi que no estaba anotada. La señora encargada de las listas, me dijo que tenia que llenar un papel y esperar para entrar, yo le insistí que había sido invitada, pero ella me hablaba en ingles y yo estaba desesperada.  Me acorde que había impreso los e-mail que me envió el Presidente Mckinley y se lo mostré, cuando la señora vio la firma llamó a una miembro chilena, la cuál me entendió y cuando ella vio mi nombre dijo:

-ahhhhhhh vos sos Gladys de Argentina, ven conmigo- y me llevo a otro salón mas grande y me sentó en la 4 fila. Mientras caminabamos, le conté que yo había rogado, suplicado, pedido por un lugar y ella me sonrió y dijo otra vez: – si ya lo se, te conocemos-

!!!!!!!!!! QUE ALIVIO !!!!!!!!!

Toda la fila era para mi, asi que elegí el mejor lugar, sin cabezas grandes delante de mí, con una visión directa hacia el escenario, estaba en el paraiso. Podia ver dos pianos, puestos en forma de L, en realidad eran dos pianos, creo que uno de ellos era un órgano.  Luego vinieron un grupo de miembros de la iglesia, eran muchas y se sentaron a mi alrededor, y yo en medio de todas ellas, yo creo que molestaba un poco, luego me dijeron:

– Señora se podria correr un poco, asi nosotras nos sentamos todas juntas???

 Yo dije NO, jajajajaj creo que las asuste, por que fue un no rotundo (acuérdense que corrí 5 cuadras )

La espera

El salon era grande, tenia diez sillas en cada costado con un pasillo en el medio, y 20 filas hacia atrás, el lugar se llenaba poco a poco y el bullicio era cada vez mas grande.

El escenario era pequeño, ademas de los pianos, habia un micrófono de pie y un atril. Habían dispuesto pantallas a los costados del escenario para pasar imágenes. Una de las imágenes mientras esperábamos, era la de un torero, y yo me acorde de David vestido de torero, con un traje de color azul. Creo que me hace bien correr, me acelera la memoria.

Un señor muy joven se paro delante del microfono  y nos dijo que no podiamos tomar fotos ni videos, tampoco gritar, pero si aplaudir. Habló de las actividades del Centro e invitaba a todos a participar, luego pidio que rezaramos una oracion todos juntos. Al termino de la oracion se fue y vino el mismo presentador del 15 de julio.  El  hizo algunas bromas sobre si cantar o no, pero dijo que ese trabajo se lo dejaba a los talentosos.

Entonces vino a saludar el Presidente Mckinley y nos dio la bienvenida a todos y dijo que disfrutaramos del evento y que ahora daba paso a los Elders Coello y Archuleta.

Subio al escenario el Elder Coello, se sento al piano y toco una hermosa canción llamada Granada. Me asombró su ductilidad en el piano, podría ser el perfecto acompañante para david en el futuro. Y luego ……..


Un Elder lo presento y David entró con una sonrisa amplia, dijo -hola-,  tomó el microfono y se dispuso a cantar ” You raise me up ” en ingles ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, alguien dijo que con solo abrir la boca, David ya nos tenía en la palma de su mano, y tenía razon. Hace tanto que no lo veía, dios mio, cuánto lo extrañaba.  Verlo allí tan cerca cantando esa hermosa canción, el casi no cerro los ojos, nos miraba a todos y se veia feliz.  Cuando él termino la gente aplaudió y grito y David se retiró. Entonces se acerco un miembro de la iglesia y nos dijo que solamente aplaudieramos, que no gritaramos que recordasemos donde estabamos.

Practicamente nos reto como a niños, pero creo que tenia razon, no era lugar para gritos, y asi lo hicimos, …por unos momentos.

 Luego el Elder Coello, toco el piano una hermosa melodia.

David hace su aparición nuevamente con un semblante totalmente limpio y descansado, tiene el himnario en la mano y canta dos himnos en perfecto español. Otra vez David estaba en su mundo, con los ojos cerrados y totalmente compenetrado. Cuando termino cerro el himnario, lo dejo en el piso, tomó el microfono y se acerco al centro del escenario y nos hablo. No era un discurso, era algo que nos tenía que contar.  Él dijo que se sentía comodo en Chile, que la desicion de hacer ésta mision habia salido de su corazon y que él amaba lo que éstaba haciendo y amaba la musica. Que había sido una desicion muy dificil de tomar. Pero sabía que tenía que hacerlo.

A continuación cantò What a wonderful world, nunca ni en mis sueños más locos imaginé que David podría cantar ésta canción. Mi papá amaba a Louis Armstrong. Todavía conservo discos de él. David cantó la nota final yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, que sólo el Gran Satchmo hace. Espero que alguien sepa de lo que estoy hablando, el sonrio todo el tiempo y nos miraba, creo que observaba nuestras reacciones. Yo estaba al borde de mi asiento tratando de ser una esponja, quería absorber cada detalle, cada minimo movimiento, cada sonrisa. Al final de la canción dijo -gracias- y todos aplaudimos, no pudimos aplacar nuestros gritos de admiración.

David se retiró hacia un costado detrás de unas cortinas y el Elder Coello siguió en el piano con tres interpretaciones, eran valses, y creo que eran vieneses. Me saco el sombrero antes semejante pianista, increible.

A continuacion David volvio al escenario y cantó tres canciones, una de ellas era una hermosa canción cristiana, creo que él hizo un arreglo pop, luego vinieron dos canciones más, que eran especificamente pop, ahhh me olvidaba un pequeño detalle, las tres canciones fueron cantadas en perfecto español.

Nuestros aplausos y gritos ya no podían ser contenidos de ninguna manera, David solo reía y él realmente se veía feliz. Siguieron dos hermosos himnos. Luego David dijo del Elder Coello, – es un capo- verdad ?- Yo no se tocar tan bien como él, pero voy a tocar algo que me gusta mucho-. Thousand miles fue lo que él toco en el piano, yo canté con él todo el tiempo. Era un sueño para mí escuchar por primera vez esta cancion en vivo, nadie me iba a quitar el placer de cantar con David. Aunque fuese el centro de algunas miradas, espere 4 años para ésto. Y ahi estaba David, él no estaba frente al público, el piano estaba de costado, pero él al cantar nos miraba y sonreia.

Al terminar como siempre dió las gracias y se retiro. Vino entonces el Elder Coello y toco dos piezas de jazz, muy rapidas, sus dedos volaban por el teclado. Es admirable que David haya encontrado al compañero perfecto en la otra parte del mundo.

Como puedo explicar la temperatura del ambiente, es algo asi como cuando un volcan va a hacer erupcion, no sabemos cuando (sí sabemos donde) pero hay algo en el aire que nos avisa que nos preparemos para las sacudidas, la inminencia del hecho esta cerca.


Cuando reaparecio David, él venía con el microfono en la mano y nos dijo – queremos dedicar ésta cancion a un matrimonio que ha trabajado “harto” en la organización de éste concierto- Él miró a el matrimonio Mckinley y ………..

Los primeros acordes del piano me hizo recordar a una vieja melodia que yo habia escuchado en una pelicula de Al Jolson y !!!!!!!!!!!!! David comenzó a cantarla !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! fue hace tantos años,  era Rock-a- bye your baby with a Dixie melody.  David estaba actuando una canción muy antigua, me traia a mi niñez cuando yo miraba la televisión con mi papá, !!!!!!!!!!!!! ohhhh David, siempre tendrás mi corazón !!!!!!!!!!

Él en ese momento era un cantante de jazz, se movía por todo el escenario, de repente fue hacia atrás, al lado de Coello, cantaron una frase los dos juntos y ambos se pusieron sombreros blancos, entonces David vino al centro del escenario, empezó a hacer unos pasos de baile y se arrodillo como lo hacía Al Jolson y señalo hacia atrás, luego se paro y termino la cancion junto a Coello. Luego vinieron los dos al centro del escenario y tiraron sus sombreros al publico. ¿ que paso con el otro David? ¿donde está?, no importa, cualquier David está bien para mí, pero éste David ………… my gosh.  La sonrisa de David iluminaba todo, estaba tan cómodo y exudaba confianza y mucha masculinidad.

La escala de Ritcher ya se había roto hace rato. El parámetro de sensaciones se podía medir mirando a mis compañeras de silla, una de ellas había podido tomar el sombrero que David arrojó al público y dijo, textualmente  – -uffff tengo calor- y la otra dijo – estoy temblando- y yo pensé AMEN.

(Sí ésto fue algo parecido al la erupcion del Volcan de Krakatoa, imaginense la erupcion del Vesuvio en Pompeya.)


Para aplacar a las fieras voraces (nosotras) David se paró en medio del escenario y Coello toco los primeros acordes de Imagine, hubo un ohhhhhhhhh general ……….imagine there´s no heaven………., en ese momento pensé, yo debí haber hecho algo bueno en ésta vida, para que Dios me regale éste momento. (quizas éste primer verso trajo confusión de creer que él cantó  ” heaven “).  David cantó la canción entera, ahí estaba él, casi frente a mí, era un sueño verlo cantar Imagine, lo vi tantas veces en youtube. Realmente fue un regalo inolvidable.

.…………………EYE OF THE TIGER. (merece una mención especial)

Si ustedes recuerdan la canción, tiene una intro de 50 segundos con muchos golpes de platillos. Éstos fueron los 50 segundos más asombrosos, más extraordinarios, más reveladores, más ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

David empezó a mover sus brazos hacia atrás, luego a flexionarlos y a dar golpes de puño hacia delante con los acordes de la música. Y de repente levanto las piernas y daba patadas en el aire como si estuviera haciendo entrenamiento de kick boxing y luego comenzó a cantar…………….La canción tiene muchos golpe de efectos, y david hizo cada uno de ellos. Mientras cantaba, su voz y su cuerpo hacía enfasis en cada nota fuerte, su mano izquierda nunca estuvo quieta. Fue algo fuera de éste mundo ver a David totalmente exento de timidez. Todo el escenario era suyo, no quedo un solo lugar sin pisar.

Cuando termino, él se rio y miro hacia el Presidente Mckinley y le pidio disculpas, él dijo- uhhhhh nosotros los msioneros no hacemos ésto, le pido disculpas presidente-

Yo creo que el presidente estaba tan hipnotizado como nosotros. Después de ésto que más puede haber??

Para éste momento ya estábamos en un principio de estado comatoso, nada podía mejorar lo que habíamos visto, pero se sabe que David no tiene límites.

(una pregunta, ¿ ustedes leyeron o prestaron atención a la letra de ésta canción? yo no se, pero es como que se refería a alguien? ok, es solo una interpretación personal)

 Después de ésta experiencia, creo que yo estaba fuera de mi cuerpo, hahahaha perdon, lo tenia que decir. ¿Que pudo haber hecho David, que pudo haber dicho???

Contestando la primera pregunta, voy a describir la situación, David estaba transpirando, por que en ningún momento se sacó el saco, tampoco lo desabotonó, la transpiración le corría por el costado de la cara y como de costumbre él se pasaba la manos por la cara y se secaba. Luego para coronar ésto, él dijo:

-uhhhhhhhhhhh  que caliente – él quiso decir que el lugar estaba muy caluroso.

Realmente el ambiente estaba caluroso pero no por que hiciera calor alli dentro, el Centro era bastante amplio y agradable. Supongo que hay situaciones que no merecen explicación alguna, verdad??

After this experience I think I was having an out of body experience hahahaha sorry, just had to say. What did David do? What could he have said???
Acto siguiente cantó ” hero ” en español, la versión de Mariah Carey, había tanta dulzura en su voz, acariciaba cada nota. Su español era perfecto y recibio casi una ovación. Nunca dejo de sonreir.


Él preguntó ¿quien quiere bailar conmigo?, todos nos levantamos la mano y sonaron los primeros acordes de ” La vida es una carnaval “ de la gran Celia Cruz. David empezó a cantar en español y !!!!!!! empezó a bailar !!!!!!!!, hizo los pasos básicos de la salsa que ya conocemos, pero todos estabamos de pie batiendo palmas y de repente puso la otra mano en su estomago y empezo a moverse, y a reirse. Él se miraba los pies cada tanto y seguía cantando. Espero que todos los archies del mundo alguna vez puedan ver ésto, nadie tiene derecho a prohibir semejante visión. Por favor David repite ésta canción en tu concierto de bienvenida en 2014.

Cuando termino la canción, él dijo – me gusta que todos bailen conmigo, en Estados Unidos todos se quedan quietos en sus asientos-.


Es una canción hermosa para escuchar en la voz sedosa de David, él la cantó en ingles. Durante todo el concierto casi nunca cerró los ojos.

Someday es algo digno de escuchar, el pone todo de sí cuando quiere trasmitir algo. Los altos y los bajos de su voz se han profundizado notablemente, cuando canta una nota alta, no hay sombras en su cara, no hay ningun razgo de esfuerzo, todo sale naturalmente. David ha cambiado su postura para cantar, tambien.

Hay momentos que no se como explicarlos, ojala encontrara las palabras, para el momento adecuado.

Como miles de veces antes, cuando leía una recap de alguna fans o miraba un video de algun concierto, yo intentaba meterme en la cabeza y sentir lo que esas personas sintieron. Por eso aqui intento hacer los mismo, tratar de describir cada pequeño momento para que vean la grandiosidad de lo que yo ví.

Cuando terminó esta canción el recibio una ovacion, algunos nos pusimos de pie. Los sudamericanos somos muy demostrativos y David lo sabe.

David dijo:- tengo que despedirme, pero cuando yo digo ésto, la gente generalmente dice……………, no se como se dice en español?

UNA MÁS, UNA MÁS, UNA MÁS, UNA MÁS…………………………………..

David – ok, cantare dos canciones más.


Es una cancion muy hermosa y es casi un himno en mi país, aquí la hizo famosa una cantante que ya ha fallecido, ella era Mercedes Sosa. Ésta canción la escribio Violeta Parra, una artista chilena, una inmensa artista chilena.

Cuándo empezaron los primeros acordes (Coello es increible), yo no podía creerlo, solo son 17 segundos antes de la letra, pero yo como argentina conozco perfectamente ésta canción.

Yo no se si estoy haciendo algo bueno en esta vida, solo sé que estoy recibiendo muchos regalos inesperados.

En ese momento yo cerré los ojos y escuche a David, cantando una canción (casi) argentina. En algún momento cuando salí de mi trance, vi a david sonriendo y mirando las letras en el atril, por que tenía miedo de olvidarse algunas lineas. Cuando termino, yo seguía sentada, creo que no aplaudí, quería que ese momento se congelara para siempre.

David dijo: – uhhhhhhh parece que conocen ésta canción-

Luego tomó su himnario y cantó el ultimo himno, no habia cansancio, no había respiración fuerte, no había lineas en su cara, solo había una inmensa paz. Él no se paro en el centro sino hacia la izquierda y cantó con toda la emocion que sabemos que David tiene, cerro los ojos y era como si estuviera diciendonos un plegaria.

TERMINO. Vino al centro del escenario, dió las gracias junto a Coello, dijo algunas palabras, pero yo creo que  me perdí en ese momento, sólo miraba a David y mi corazón empezaba a extrañarlo.

Subio al escenario la misma niña que me asignó mi lugar, ella agradecia a todos los asistentes en el centro, pidió un aplauso para los Elders, pare el presidente y Señora y para todos los que habian colaborado en la organizacion del concierto. Y nos invitaba a participar de las actividades. Mientras tanto David y Coello seguían parados detras de ella, sin saber que hacer. La joven se dio vuelta y les dijo a ambos que bajaran del escenario y David rió. Y se fue.  Cuando salió hacia la sala, todos  los Elders presentes lo rodearon, no hubo forma de acercarse, lo llevaron hacia la salida y yo no pude seguirlo, tome un pequeño video, pero eso es todo.

Nos vemos en navidad nuevamente David.


Cuando david apareció en el escenario, vestía un traje negro, camisa blanca, zapatos negros y corbata turquesa, su cabello estaba peinado hacia atrás, increíble visión.

Cuando the boss David hizo la pregunta : ¿quien quiere bailar conmigo?, (no era una simple pregunta) todos instantáneamente nos pusimos de pie, él no tuvo que insistir y bailamos con él.

Éste pequeño acto es para los archies de todo el mundo, no sólo para los archies norteamericanos. Cuándo David pregunta algo, es más que eso, es un deseo y, ¿qué mortal se puede negar a un deseo de David?

Mi única critica para David es una pregunta  ¿por que no te sacaste el saco?

Yo creo que sí lo hacia, yo perdía mi vuelo de regreso.

ok.  Sólo deseo que mis palabras reflejen lo vivido esa noche. Si logro trasmitir algo de las sensaciones, felicidad, estupor, asombro, sabré que mi mamá no gastó en vano en clases de literatura que tomaba en los veranos.

Gracias a todos y que disfruten la lectura.

Hasta la vuelta David.

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David Archuleta ~ Gladys’ Recap

Posted by gladys1961 on Tuesday, July 24, 2012

My Visit to Rancagua

All the memories of July 15th are spinning in my head. I want to share the events of that day as best as I can. As the saying goes, the 15th of July was the first day of the rest of my life. That is how important I consider the first time I saw David in all his greatness.

I’m so grateful that two marvelous people sent me the information about the Devotional almost at the same time. (Sending a big kiss to Abrra and Dja.)

I arrived at work and opened my emails to see if there are any pictures or David news. When I saw the flyer I screamed and put my hands over my mouth. When I was finally able to speak, the only thing I said was “I’m going to Chile”. When there is an important thing in my life, the first thing I do is call my sisters. They all work together along with my niece Elaine. I told them I’m going to Chile. They know of my love for David, they put me on speaker phone and I told them all about the devotional, of the Mormons and the religious songs. My sisters know how insane I am when I speak of my favorite subject. I heard my niece in the background saying she’ll go with me!!!!! I’ll go to Chile with you!!!!! My sister Mary volunteered to look into flights, my niece into hotels and that is how this adventure began. I had mentioned before that I had started a savings for seeing David in 2014 at his welcome concert so I was OK with funds. I had to make sure the event was open to me also, so I called the representative in my country. They gave me the Chile contact information. This devotional is an experimental pilot, the first of its kind. My niece made all the arrangements thanks to the blessed internet.

The day of departure arrived! I had never been in an airport; it was my first time flying. It was a cold morning but by the time we boarded the sun was out. On Saturday July 14th at 14:25 hours we took off. We crossed the Andes and I remembered a picture Abrra made me, David with a book in his hand on one side and me on the other, a premonition? Haha

We landed and were taken to the hotel; everything went smoothly, no problems. The hotel room was a complete apartment, very comfortable. There were Brazilians, Peruvians, Colombians and Americans visiting Chile. We had dinner and made arrangements for the trip to Rancagua. I wanted to be there early, by noon. At the hotel they informed us that we needed to go by bus and to let the driver know where we wanted to get off. I had the address memorized, Grecia 319, Centro Jas De Rancagua. I was yet to feel nervous. Sunday I woke up at 9am because I had been at The Voice Unplugged chat the night before pretty late. But I needed to talk to them for emotional support.

A taxi took us to board the bus and I slept the hour long trip and awoke as the driver was telling us we had arrived. We walked through a farmers market and asked if we were on course and we were. We finally arrived and took a picture. It was a very large place with many halls and rooms for events. We entered and an American spoke to us in Spanish with a heavy accent, he said “Make yourself at home”. The devotional was due to start at 6pm and we were there by 3:30pm, pretty early. I saw a large white car with many seats; I jokingly told my niece that David arrived in it. While inside I was looking at the posters and suddenly my niece screamed and covered her mouth. I saw someone walk quickly to the hall and I looked at her (she says she’s not a fan hahaha) and she said, “It was David!!!!!!!” I looked in and saw someone in a black suit wearing a backpack, black hair and glowy skin.  I knew it was him when I saw his profile!  He was looking around; I stood without moving a single muscle. Then an Elder invited us to come in and we sat in the second row. It was us and the Elders. We introduced ourselves and told them we were from Argentina. We said that in Argentina they didn’t have many devotionals and were invited to Chile (I ask God for forgiveness, there was never a devotional, forgive me God) I asked if we could stay there. They said yes, we were welcome to stay. Suddenly David was there again, speaking to the choir, he went to the pulpit and said something in Spanish and they answered in Spanish. He went to the back of the hall and I was dying to watch him but it would be too obvious. It was 4:30pm and we were told we had to step out while the choir practiced. I said we were from Argentina and she spoke with an American and she let her know that we’d been there since early and we were allowed to reserve seats in the third or fourth row. We wrote our names on sheets of paper and reserved seats on the fourth row in front of the pulpit. We were told to be back before 6pm to go to our reserved seats. We stepped out and hung around looking toward the hall. The door had a window and I looked in and saw David, he was setting up chairs. He looked serious. We went to eat and walk around some. I have to say that this wasn’t the nice part of Rancagua, there wasn’t much around. We went back and walked around the gardens. There was a woman there waiting like us. It was cool so we went to wait in the hallway. I stood standing hoping to get a glimpse of David again. As I was standing I realized who were fans, who were Mormons and who were Mormon fans. Some asked me where I was from, some of the Elders said they had served in my country and we started chatting. Almost everyone spoke English. The older Elders were American and only a few spoke Spanish. I recognized some of the Elders that I’ve seen in pictures with David. I didn’t anticipate so many wearing skirts, I was wearing pants but I was wearing my violet blazer.

While waiting I heard stories of the interest in David by those of his faith. For example one of the Mormon girls was there the day before during the choir practice and was told to leave because the practices were private. Another one pretending to need the bathroom was trying to get a glimpse, she was a fan. She was taking pictures through a window. She started fanning herself and said she saw David. Her friend and an Elder took her out for some fresh air so she could calm down. Then the hallways started filling up and there were two lines being formed outside the doors. There were two Elder sitting at the entrance not letting anyone in.

The Wait Was Over

The moment that I waited for 4 years was about to BEGIN. Finally the doors opened and everyone rushed in, luckily they respected the reserved seats. My niece and I went to our seats. I have to say that all the seats filled and many were standing behind the seats. They asked for silence because the show was about to start, it was almost 6:30. There wasn’t much silence. Another Elder explained about the devotional, the theme and development, and asked for no video nor screaming or applause. The girls’ choir wore red blouses. They sat towards the back. The Elders without David came in and all got situated. There were three chairs by the pulpit, two were occupied, and one wasn’t. Then David quietly made his way behind everyone on stage and sat on the empty chair. We could barely see him.

The presenting Elder named all in the choir, one at a time they stood and smiled. When it was David’s turn he stood and looked at everyone and smiled. I could hear someone saying, “There he is! There he is! There is David!” He didn’t notice the signal to sit and stood standing smiling until someone next to him touched his arm signaling him to sit. The presenter spoke of the Rancagua President. I don’t remember if they said he had 10 children or someone else did, this created some laughter. David turned to his neighbor asking and also laughed. The dissertation began and the principal orator commented that it seemed like it was his funeral because of all the nice things that were being said about him. Everyone laughed including David.

The devotional started. There were some history telling, the choir and soloists. They started playing the piano, they continued the performances. I’ll try to focus my mind in that moment. David rose and sat in the empty chair. I could see only part of his face as he kept looking down. Those with better seats could see him. He kept looking down reading from the hymn book and seldom looked up.

The Miracle

Suddenly David was behind the pulpit, with hymnal book in hand and he began to sing….in Spanish…. A very soft and slow song. I could see all his expressions. His eyebrows arched, he closed his eyes. His concentration was such that it seemed like he went to another place and when he opened his eyes he was still away. I was in a trance absorbing every second. At some point I forgot to breathe, everything was quiet. When he finished singing he closed the hymn book and sat down. Then others performed and David returned. The second song was more intense, just as beautiful. When David sang there was absolute silence. Everyone wanted to hear The Voice. I have to honestly say everyone was there to hear David.

During the third song the piano failed. He looked to see if it was fixed and turned to face the audience and sang. His voice in that song gave me the chills. Oh My God!!!! It was a beautiful song with so much emotion. He kept his eyes closed the entire time and when he opened them he smiled and sat down. At one time he dropped his book and was bent down looking for it. The other acts performed. During David’s fourth song he looked at the audience, smiled and began to sing. His voice elevated and he sang with all his soul. When he finished no one was breathing, he closed his book of hymns and stood standing in front of the pulpit, I almost fainted. I thought he was going to speak to us in Spanish. He took a deep breath and looked at the pianist, opened his book and sang the fifth song. The previous songs were beautiful but this last one was worth all my efforts, the expense, the entire trip. If David had only sang this one song I would have been equally satisfied. His voice filled the entire place. David’s face has so many nuances; so many sensations cross his face and you can tell he loves music with all his soul. But I also noticed that he loves his religion and God. He wants to pay tribute as much as he can. I saw him so focused and dedicated.

The Chaos

The devotional lasted about two hours. No sooner than they said the final words, they whisked David out. I stayed seated for a while trying to absorb all that had happened. My niece said we should go. We were leaving when there was a commotion at the back of the hall; there is only one person that could create that. I told my niece take out your camera and start recording. Just like I imagined, the Elders were like soccer players, side by side to say hello. David was at the end of the line. Everyone was all over David; there was an older elder at each of his side. The people had their cameras out and he just smiled, a little nervous because of the situation. I said hello to some of the Elders, gave them thanks. And honestly, I skipped several to get to David. He’s about my height, light skin, dark hair, green eyes and a very special glow. It was unreal to be standing before him and seeing him smile. I was about to speak English to him and say “Hi David, I’m… but I noticed everyone was speaking Spanish to him and no one said David. So I said, Hola, soy Gladys de Argentina, he said, Ohhh gracias por venir. I continued standing there, I didn’t want to leave, so I extended my hand and took his, I put my other hand on top of his and looked him in the eyes and said thank you, he smiled and I left. I think my niece recorded it. She also said hi, I think she’s a fan now, she was so happy to see him in person.

Afterwards everyone was excited, girls screaming “I touched him! I touched him!” He continued saying hello and the cameras continued to roll. He was then taken away. I stayed in the hall breathing the same air David did but it was late.

The Return

There were no buses going to Santiago. We made arrangements for a taxi with another family of four. The ride back was a little tight. We arrived at the hotel and rested for a bit. Went out to dinner and then met up with you all in The Voice Chat to share all about seeing David. I was and am so happy that I wanted to share this with all of you who understand and I would have loved to have you all there with me.

Maybe someone has the events differently, maybe there were 6 songs, maybe it was all a dream, maybe it was a dream that became reality.

It God allows it I’ll be in Chile again on October 13th. Only two Elders will be singing, Archuleta and Coello. I hope it’s a public event, not a private one like rumored. Guess who I want to go see?

I hope you like all that I wrote. Thank you girls.


Mi Visita A Rancagua

Todos los recuerdos del día 15 de julio están dando vuelta en mi cabeza, solo quiero ser fiel a todos los acontecimientos de ese dia. Como dice el dicho, el 15 de julio es el primer día del resto de mi vida, así de importante considero el día que vi. a David por primera vez y lo vi en toda su grandeza.

Estoy agradecida con dos personas maravillosas, casi al mismo tiempo me enviaron la información del Devocional Musical. (un beso enorme a abrra y a dja).

Al llegar a mi trabajo abro mis e-mails para ver si hay fotos, noticias o alguna novedad sobre David. Cuando vi el anuncio di un grito y enseguida me tape la boca con las manos y cuando pude hablar lo único que dije fue “ me voy a chile” Cuando hay algo importante en mi vida lo primero que hago es llamar a mis hermanas y contarles. Ellas trabajan juntas y junto con me sobrina Eliane. Lo único que les dije es ME VOY A CHILE. Mi hermana sabe de mi amor por David y dijo, espera voy poner el teléfono en voz alta así nos cuentas todo. Y como pude les conté del devocional, de David, de canciones religiosas, de los mormones. Por supuesto mis hermanas me conocen y sabem mis locuras cuando hablo de mi tema preferido.

Una voz en el fondo decía (mi sobrina) te acompaño,!!!!!!!!!!!! te acompaño!!!!!!! Voy a chile con vos ¡!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Mi hermana Mary me dijo yo te averiguo sobre los pasajes de avión y mi sobrina dijo, yo averiguo sobres los hotels. Y así comenzó toda esta aventura. Como lo conté muchas veces yo estoy ahorrando dólares para el año 2014 para ver a David en su concierto de bienvenida, asi que respaldo en dinero no me faltaba. Tenía que asegurarme que era un evento abierto al público en general, y llame a la iglesia representante en mi país, hable con una secretaria y ella me dio el mail del representante en Chile. Este devocional era un experimento piloto, era el primero que se hacia. Mi sobrino inicio todos los tramites gracias al bendito Internet.

Llego el día de la partida. Nunca había estado en un aeropuerto y era mi primer vuelo en avión. Esa mañana hacia mucho frío pero cuando llego la hora de salida salio el sol y el clima se puso calido. Sábado 14/7/12 a las 14.25 hs. Levantamos vuelo, atravesamos los andes y me acorde del dibujo que me hizo abrra, yo de un lado y David del otro con un libro en la mano jajajajajaj premonitorio.

Desde el aeropuerto nos llevaron al hotel, el curso de los eventos se fueron dando naturalmente y en orden, sin problemas. La habitación del hotel era un departamento totalmente equipado y muy cómodo. Había muchos brasileros, peruanos, colombianos y americanos de visita en chile.

Cuando terminamos de acomodarnos ya era algo tarde, no habíamos cenado y todavía tenia que organizar el viaje a Rancagua para el día siguiente. Yo quería estar temprano, cerca del mediodía. En el hotel nos informaron que teníamos que ir a la terminal de buses y allí tomar uno hacia Rancagua y decirle al asistente del chofer donde nos queríamos bajar. Yo tenía en mi cabeza la dirección grabada a fuego GRECIA 319, CENTRO JAS DE RANCAGUA.

Yo todavía no estaba nerviosa. Llego el domingo, me levante a las 9 de la mañana. El día anterior hable un rato en el chat de the voice con las chicas y me acosté bastante tarde, pero hablar con ellas me dio mas animo para enfrentar el día siguiente.

Al dia siguiente tomamos un taxi hacia la terminal. Fue algo asi como una hora de viaje. You y Eliane nos dormimos y desperate cuando el asistente nos avisaba que teníamos que bajar. NOs bajamos y caminamos atravesando una feria de frutas y verduras. Ahí pregunte si estábamos en el camino correcto y nos dijeron que si. Por fin llegamos. Eliane me tomo una foto delante del centro. Es un lugar muy grande con muchos pasillos y salones de eventos. Entramos y nos recibió un señor norteamericano que hablaba un español con mucho acento, nos dijo – están en su casa- El devocional comenzaba a las 6 de la tarde y nosotros llegamos, a 3.30 PM, demasiado temprano. Antes de entrar yo vi una camioneta blanca, era grande y con muchos asientos, en broma le dije a mi sobrina, -seguro que ahí vino David- Cuando estábamos adentro mi sobrina miraba dentro del salón y yo miraba unos carteles que estaban pegados en la pared De repente mi sobrina grito y se tapo la boca, yo vi a una persona que paso rápido hacia el salón. Le pregunte con los ojos, y ella (que no es fans jajajaaj) dijo ¡!!!!!!!! Era David!!!!!!!!!!!

Yo me quede en blanco y mire dentro del salón y no vi a nadie, pero por la otra puerta vi. Que salía alguien, de traje negro, mochila en la espalda, pelo negro y una piel brillante y entonces lo vi de perfil, ¡!!!! Era David ¡!!!!!!!!! El estaba buscando a alguien y miraba a todos lados, yo por supuesto estaba parada sin mover ningún músculo. Luego un elder nos invito a pasar al salón donde se iba a llevar a cabo el devocional y nos sentamos en la segunda fila, éramos las únicas, solo los elders y nosotras. Nos presentamos y le dijimos que éramos de Argentina, nos dimos la mano. Le dije que en Argentina no había muchos devocionales, por eso veníamos a chile. Por que habíamos sido invitadas a presenciar éste (pido perdón a dios, nunca hubo ningún devocional, éste era el primero- perdón dios-). Le pregunte si nos podíamos quedar allí y dijo que si, que éramos bienvenidas y allí nos quedamos sentadas esperando y de repente allí estaba David de nuevo, hablando con la gente del coro. Se acerco al pulpit y hablo algo en español, le contestaron en español y se fue hacia el fondo del salón. Yo me moria por seguirlo con la mirada, pero no podía ser tan evidente.

Eran las 4.30 pm y nos dijieron si nos podíamos ir por que iba a empezar las practicas del coro. Yo le dije que veníamos de Argentina a presencia el coro, ella hablo con la señora norteamericana y dijo que como estábamos desde muy temprano que podíamos reservar el lugar a partir de la tercera o cuarta fila. Asi que escribí mi nombre en una hoja y lo deje en la cuarta fila, justo en frente del pulpito. Nos dijo que viniéramos un poco antes de las 6 pm y que nuestro lugares estaban reservados. Nos fuimos, me quede un rato en el pasillo mirando hacia el salón, la puerta tenia una abertura de vidrio y mire hacia adentro, y vi a David, el estaba ordenando las sillas hacia el fondo del salón, en todo momento estaba muy serio. Salimos del centro y fuimos a comer algo en frente y pasear un poco. Tengo que decir que esa parte de Rancagua no era muy linda, no había lugares para pasear, así que entramos de nuevo al centro, nos quedamos en los jardines de adelante. Una señora que estaba allí esperando como nosotros dijo que tenia frío y entro al centro. Yo la seguí y esperamos en los pasillos nuevamente. Yo me quede parada, no quería sentarme por si veía a David de nuevo. Estando parada allí me di cuenta quien era fans y quien era mormón y quien era fans- mormón. Algunas señoras se me acercaron para preguntarme de donde era yo y le dije de donde venia. Algunos elders me contaron que habían servido en mi país y así comenzamos a hablar. Allí casi todos hablan ingles. Los elders mayores son norteamericanos y solo unos pocos hablan español. Reconocí muchos elders que salen en las fotos con David. El único detalle que no prevei, es que yo tendría que haber ido de pollera y fui de pantalón, pero tenia mi saco violeta puesto, por que casi todas las mujeres estaban de pollera.

Estando parada en el pasillo escuche historias sobre el asedio de los mismos mormones hacia David. Por ejemplo, una de las chicas (ella es mormona) estuvo en los pisos superiores el día anterior para presenciar el ensayo del coro, con David por supuesto y como había muchos de ellos en el lugar, los sacaron por que las practicas del coro debían ser privadas. Y otra niña que vino acompañada de un elder y fue hasta el final del pasillo (dijo que buscaba el baño) y me di cuenta que ella no era mormona, ella era fans. Se acerco a una de las puertas y comenzó a sacar fotos. Luego vi que se ponía la mano en la boca y se ventilaba, ella había visto a David. Su amigo y otro elder la llevaron afuera para que se calmara. Luego el pasillo comenzó a llenarse y la gente ya estaba haciendo filas delante de las puertas para entrar, apenas se abrieran, había una silla en cada puerta con un elder sentado en ella, para que no entrara nadie.

Termino La Espera

El momento tan ansiado durante 4 años estaba a punto de comenzar. Finalmente las puertas se abrieron. Todo el mundo entro apresurado y por suerte respetaron los lugares reservados. Mi sobrina y yo nos dirigimos a la cuarta fila de bancas largas, eran como 10 filas creo y luego había sillas, y más atrás había espacio para estar parados. Debo decir que estaba todo lleno, todas las bancos estaban ocupados, las sillas también y detrás había mucha gente parada.

Uno de los elders pidió silencio para poder comenzar, eran casi las 6.30 pm. Pero nadie hacia silencio, luego se levanto un elder mas joven, explico de qué se trataba del devocional, explico la temática y el desarrollo. Y pidió especialmente, que no hubiera fotos, ni videos, ni gritos, ni carteles, ni aplausos. Entonces entraron las chicas del coro, todas de camisa roja. Se situaron en el fondo del scenarios. Luego entraron los elders pero David no entro con ellos, todos se acomodaron. A los costados del pulpito y muy detrás estaban todos ubicados, y justo a un paso del pulpito había 3 sillas, dos sillas estaban ocupadas. Entro David con su cara mirando hacia delante y de espaldas a nosotros, se sitúo a un costado del pulpito detrás de una de las chicas del coro, casi no podíamos verlo.

El elder presentador fue nombrando a todos los participantes del coro y cada vez que nombraba a uno se paraba miraba hacia delante y sonreía. Luego le hacían una seña para que se sentara y así continuaron con todas las presentaciones. Cuando le llego el turno a David, él se paro, miro al publico se sonrío y yo escuchaba de fondo, ¡!!!! Ahí esta, ahí esta, ahí esta David ¡!!!!!!!!!! . Pero el no vio la seña para que se sentara y siguió parado y miro hacia el costado y se seguía sonriendo, hasta que su compañero de banco le toco el brazo y se sentó. El presentador hablo del orador principal, que era el jefe de la iglesia en Rancagua, en verdad, no recuerdo si dijo que el tenia 10 hijos, o hablaba de alguien mas, pero ésta información genero una risa en el salón con David y su companero también se ríeron. Entones se acerco el orador principal para empezar con su disertación y dijo que parecía que estaban hablando en su funeral por todas las cosas hermosas que el elder presentador dijo de él. Todos nos reímos y David también río.

Comenzó tocando el piano uno de los elders (el elder chileno que sale en las fotos con David, uno que es un poco gordito, alto y morocho). Mas tarde otro elder contaba una historia y luego cantaba alguien del coro y así sucesivamente. Tratare de ubicar mi mente es ese momento.

En un momento dado David se paro y se ubico en una de las tres sillas detrás del pulpito, justo delante de mi, yo le veía media cara por que él se escondía, pero supongo que la gente que estaba de costado lo veía bien. El siempre se mantenía agachado leyendo su libro de himnos, pocas veces levanto la vista.

El Milagro

De repente David se paro detrás del pulpito con el libro de himnos apoyado y con la mano encima de él y comenzó a cantar……………. en español………..Una canción muy suave y lenta. Yo podía ver todas sus expresiones, arqueaba sus cejas, cerraba los ojos, su concentración era tal que parecía que estaba en otro lugar y cuando abría sus ojos todavía seguía en otro lugar. Yo estaba en trance, quería absorber cada segundo, creo que en algún momento me olvide respirar, todo era silencio, cuando termino de cantar, cerro su libro de himnos y se sentó.

Luego vinieron más relatos y más coros y luego vino David otra vez.

La segunda canción fue un poco más extensa, igual de hermosa y cuando cantaba David el silencio era absolute. Todos querían escuchar la voz. Debo decir con honestidad que todos estaban alli para escuchar a David.

Durante la tercera canción el pianista fallo, David dio vuelta su cabeza, espero a que el pianista arreglara el desperfecto y entonces David se dio vuelta y comenzó a cantar. Su voz se elevo en un momento de la canción y se sintió un escalofrío general, escuche, ¡!!!!!!Dios Mio ¡!!!! en el fondo del salón. Era una canción hermosa y había tal sentimiento que mantuvo cerrado los ojos todo el tiempo y cuando los abrió, sonrío y se sentó.

David desapareció detrás del pulpito, no lo vi. por 2 minutos, creo que se le cayó su libro de himnos y lo estaba buscando. La cuarta cancion fue algo indescriptible, miro al publico sonrío y empezó a cantar. Su voz era alta y canto con toda su alma. Cuando termino nadie respiraba, el cerro su libro de himnos, se quedo parado frente al pulpit y yo casi me desmayo. Pensé que iba a hablar al público en español. Respiro hondo, miro hacia atrás, al pianista y abrió nuevamente su libro de himnos y empezó la quinta canción. Las canciones anteriores fueron hermosas pero ésta última valió todo mi esfuerzo, todo el gasto, todo el viaje. Si solo David hubiera cantado esta sola canción yo estaría satisfecha igualmente. Su voz lleno todo lugar. La cara de David tiene tantos matices, pasan tantas sensaciones en ese rostro y se nota que él ama la música con toda su alma. Pero también note que el ama su religión y ama a dios y que quiere rendirle tributo cada vez que puede. Yo lo vi tan compenetrado y comprometido.

El Caos

El devocional duro dos horas aproximadamente. Apenas dijeron las ultimas palabras y sacaron a David rápidamente del lugar. Yo me quede sentada un rato tratando de absorber todo lo sucedido. Mi sobrina me dijo que eran como las 8.30 pm y que deberíamos irnos. Estábamos llendo hacia el final del salón y de repente vi un tumulto al final del salón y hay solo una persona en este mundo que puede provocar algo asi. Así que le dije a mi sobrina, saca la cámara y empieza a filmar. Como yo me imagine, los elders estaban como los jugadores de futbol, uno al lado del otro para que la gente los saludara y al final de la fila estaba David. Todo el mundo estaba “encima” de David, el tenia a un elder mayor de cada lado cuidándolo. Pero la gente tenía sus cámaras delante de su cara y el solo sonreia, algo nervioso por toda la situación que se genero. Yo salude a algunos elders, salude a la supervisora y le di las gracias. Y para ser honesta me saltee a varios elders y llegue a David. Él es de mi estatura, es de piel blanca, pelo renegrido, ojos verdes y tiene un brillo muy especial. Era casi irreal estar parada frente a él, verlo sonreír.

Yo estuve a punto de hablarle en ingles y decirle HI David, i am…….. Pero vi. que todo el mundo le hablaba en español y nadie le dijo David., entonces me acerque y le dije:

Gladys: – hola, soy gladys de Argentina.

David: -ohhhh gracias por venir

Yo seguía parada ahí, no queria irme, entonces extendi mi mano, le tome su mano, la puse sobre mi palma y encima puse mi otra mano, lo mire a los ojos, y le dije gracia, el solo sonrío y me fui. Yo creo que mi sobrina grabo todo. Ella también lo saludo y ahora creo que es una fans por que ella estaba tan contenta de verlo en persona.

Después todo fue un torbellino, chicas saltando y diciendo, ¡!!!!! Lo toque ¡!!!!! ¡!!!!! Lo toque ¡!!!!!!!! El seguía allí parado recibiendo saludos y las cámaras frente a el. Entonces los elders mayores lo sacaron de alli y se lo llevaron. Yo me quede un rato en ese salón respirando el mismo aire que David, pero ya era muy tarde.

El Regreso

Cuando llegamos a la terminal de buses en Rancagua no había buses hacia Santiago de Chile. Arreglamos precio con un taxista y compartimos el viaje con una familia de 4 personas, así que fue un viaje algo apretado. Llegamos al hotel, descansamos un poco. Salimos a cenar y luego a las 11.15 pm me conecte al chat de the voice para contar todo lo sucedido. Estaba y estoy tan contenta que quería compartir todo esto con gente que me entendiera y que yo hubiera deseado que estuvieran allí conmigo.

Quizás alguien en algún momento me corrija en algún detalle, quizás fueron 6 canciones, quizás fue todo un sueño, quizás……………Fue un sueño hecho realidad.

Si Dios quiere el 13 de octubre yo estaré de nuevo en Chile. Solo cantaran dos elders, Archuleta y Coello. Solo espero que sea un evento público y no privado como estaban rumoreando. ¿¿ Adivinen cual de esos dos cantantes me interesa ¿???

Espero les guste todo lo que escribi. Gracias chicas.

♦ Many thanks to Djafan for her work in translating this article into English. 

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One Fan’s ODDyssey ~ Before and After David Archuleta

Posted by gladys1961 on Wednesday, October 5, 2011

I recently wrote a comment on The Voice about who I was before February 2008. After some of the girls read it, they said it could have been an article. I said to myself, “Why not?” But perhaps who I was before David is not important: what’s important is who I am now, thanks to him.

David disrupted the daily life that I had established for myself. I almost never listened to music. It didn’t interest me much, particularly music in Spanish. I remember my dad listening to an album of Louis Armstrong and I loved it. I didn’t understand the words but I loved his voice. Then my dad passed on and I became the head of the family and since then, my life was work, work, work. So much that I had to leave my college studies.

As a little girl I asked my mom and dad, “What else is out there?” When I became an adult I asked myself the same question. This can’t be all there is in life; there has to be something more. After a while, I stopped asking and just accepted my life. I locked myself in my own world, took care of my responsibilities and nothing more.

Then one day in February 2008, someone entered my life without permission or fair warning. He just came in and stayed with me. Like all Latinos who don’t speak English, I didn’t understand what he said, but there was something in his look. I’m not sure how to describe how confidence looks. I only know that when David sings, I believe him.

I felt like a teenager again. I started to dress differently, even communicate differently. I thought I should get to know people before deciding whether or not I liked them. I didn’t want to dislike someone without even knowing them, like I did before. I’d ask myself “Why do I dislike this person if I don’t know them?” (David said this in an interview.) I started to listen to music again. I began to discover that not all moments of happiness need to be huge moments. And they don’t even have to be mine; the happiness of others can make me happy too. I learned to use social networking to communicate with friends around the world.

I remember being at a meeting the night David was going to sing a Spanish song at the ALMA Awards. The time was set for 7pm I think, but there was something wrong with the station schedule and I spent the whole day worrying that I might miss it. I asked at work if I could leave a little earlier. My instincts were right. When I got home I turned my computer on an hour earlier, at 6pm, as they were announcing David. In that performance of “Contigo En La Distancia,” we witnessed the glory and passion that is a David Archuleta performance.

I wish I could share all my stories of how David changed my life. I was traveling in a taxi to see a client and got a text message from Julieta, whom some of you may know from The Voice Unplugged. She said “They announced David is singing with Jordin in a few minutes!!!!! Hurry uuppppp!” Out of character for me, and just like in a movie, I told the taxi driver, “I’ll pay double if we leave here now and you get me to my house in 10 minutes!” hahaha. My God, what memories! I made it home just in time!

After accepting David as part of my life, I had to also accept that I didn’t understand why he was there. But I don’t let it frustrate me; I take it as a challenge. I started using Google Translator to understand everything I read about David and for a time it was enough. But not being able to understand the interviews was killing me. I wanted to understand what he was saying and I wanted to know why everyone looked at him with adoration every time he opened his mouth. I started my English studies again. And now I think the circle is closing.

What lies ahead? Beyond being a David fan, beyond the desire to discover new friends and a new world, a life full of possibilities that are now a reality? David plants seeds in fertile soil, under the sun, in the rain, during cold weather and snow, sick with fever, tired, at times almost voiceless, but always with a smile, always prepared. I believe that three years of planting has been enough. Now David, it’s time to harvest. But we all know that David will never stop planting seeds, with every song, every appearance, and every contact with his fans.

Looking back, I believed that I was living a nice comfortable life but now I realize that I existed in a shell while life continued around me. It’s said that things happen for a reason. I know that I’m a lucky person to have David in my life. David opened my eyes and showed me that I had many roads to choose from, that nothing is impossible. Now I stand straight, swallow hard, and take my first steps down the road I have chosen to follow.  Who knows, this may be that first step that leads me to see David in concert. Anything and everything is possible.

Gladys is a guest writer and long-time commenter on The Voice.  She lives in Argentina.

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Looking Back at David

Posted by gladys1961 on Thursday, November 18, 2010

My view of  David has been changing over the past three years, from awe to admiration to the respect I have for him today.  That personality, so childlike in that little body, yet with a voice so powerful and enveloping.  To also witness all his professional and personal growth right before our eyes, was a journey I did not expect at this point in my life.

I have compared David many times to a gem, as Paula described him in Hollywood week auditions, “You are a gem for all the world to see.”  He is not a finished diamond ready to sell, David is so young, he has so much time to polish and shine.  Although we have already seen his light, I know there is still so much more within David.  His moment will come as he matures and I hope to be there.

I can see David’s career in stages.  With each CD I see a change, I see more strength and more decision.  I see that David is now the boss of his life, personally and professionally.  Maybe with his first CD there was only time to say, “I do what I must and not what I want” but still his light emerged in all its brilliance or nearly all, to what we see today.  We cannot deny his professionalism; it is present in his work.  At that time, sales and promotion accompanied him, he did his job and we did ours and most importantly, Jive did theirs.

With his second CD, Christmas From the Heart, David did exactly what he needed to do.  I realized his vocal range far exceeded my expectations and his confidence on stage, his eloquence and his runs revealed how much he had grown.

I know what I’m writing here is not news, but remember David on his first tour in the city of Virginia Beach, his first concert standing at the microphone and look at him now, walking and running and oh yes, he also sings.

And finally we get to his latest CD, The Other Side of Down.  I wonder how he persuaded Jive to record 10 of the 12 songs he had co-written.  This was the time for David to say, “I do what I want.”  I imagine David at a long table during negotiations (I watch many movies) with all those men in suits sitting there, waiting to be convinced by a guy dressed in jeans, t-shirt, sneakers, and a very, very bright smile.  I think this last was the clincher, his smile.

Due to recent events, I am a little worried.  I’m told David’s smile could cause an ecological disaster.  When David greeted me from a chat, I was left speechless for a while, I cannot imagine what could happen if he smiled at me.  I would like David to visit my country, Argentina, and while here the custom is take the distinguished visitors to admire our natural wonders.  We have one called “Perito Moreno Glacier” which is an architectural marvel of large ice formations.  I firmly believe that if David smiles in front of the glacier, I would have to say “goodbye glacier.”  (If I have to be honest, to see David smile live would be worthwhile and I would not miss at all that blessed glacier!!!!  Gosh, see what he makes me do!!!).

Someone told me here on The Voice that David is entitled to take 19 years and they are right.  I apologize because sometimes I can be very critical and not realize that David is giving us a gift; I have no right to demand, but to wait and be very, very patient.  David ceased long ago to be the winner of Star Search, David will also cease to be the American Idol runner-up, and just be DAVID ARCHULETA.

I am aware that AI found a pearl in the sea, the culture, placed inside an oyster and exposed.  David long ago got out of the oyster.  It takes a long time, but he has emerged and so far nobody has been able to give a fair price, not even Jive.

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