Most people in our place are Chanteus. That is, people who love to sing. Being a local, I hate to be on the ‘outside’. So, even though I could not carry a tune at first, I forced myself to belt out a song. To remain true to my identity, so to speak.
It didn’t take long before I realize that singing takes a lot of discipline. And no matter how much I love singing, at some point, I concede that singing does not love me. So why bother?
But my months of toil finally paid off. My voice can finally give justice to a song. Of course I’m no Celine Dione. ….. but I did my best. Just goes to show that what you cannot reap with sheer talent, you reap with sheer force! I mean determination…. :-)
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