Just before Christmas, when I was in 2nd grade, the music teacher asked two other girls and me to sing a solo to our class. The other two girls were very shy and embarrassed about it.
I, on the other hand, belted it out. I knew the song, so I sang it loud ‘n proud ‘n on key.
That night, my mom got a phone call from the high school music teacher. Did I want to be in the high school musical? Was it okay with mom if I was in the high school musical?
Yes and yes.
I remember telling Mom, “Oh, that must have been why we had to sing in class today, the other two girls were really quiet, but I wasn’t, I’ll bet that’s how I got the part.”
“My name is Marta, I’m going to be seven on Tuesday, and I’d like a pink parasol.”
(name that play)
I spent the rest of the year singing myself to sleep at night, and apparently the rest of the house too.
On stage at age 8, all because I was ballsy enough to sing out when I knew how.
Then that girl disappeared. Replaced with someone shy and scared of being noticed. For any reason.
I went from the brave girl who sang out to the shy girl scared of anyone hearing my voice.
By the time I was a sophomore in high school, I was tone deaf. No tunes carried in any buckets.
Since Alex was born, I sing again, but always when it’s just us in the room. I’m still not singing to an audience.
Or so I thought. I made a comment to Scout involving my heinous songbird skillz and he said, “I *like* hearing you sing around the house.”
I stood totally still in the kitchen and let that process.
The next day found me belting out to Alex:
“The hills are alive! With the Sound of Music!”
I sounded just fine. I’d sounded just fine for a while. About 20 weeks or so. Walkin’ along, singin’ my song.
I don’t watch cartoon movies. I always grumble about it when people are surprised that haven’t seen whatever cool animated movie is out. I remind them that the last movie I saw in the theater was Oceans 12 (12, not 13) and that I don’t usually get to watch the movies with actual actors in it that I want to see, so no, I have not seen a movie with drawn characters.
Except Happy Feet. It was on Pay Per View, so we gave it a watch.
I love that movie.
Apparently, Alex taught me my heart song.
Thank you, baby.
I haven’t seen “Happy Feet,” but I get the idea & that’s the sweetest thing I’ve read all day!
Wow, really beautiful post Dawn. It sounds like you have some serious singing talent! When I sing, our pets start to twitch . . . 🙂
I love this, isn’t it wonderful to let a little piece of yourself free?
Lisa (the girls' moma)
I’ve loved to sing for some time, but through various circumstances in my life I’ve lost my will to sing. You reminded me how much I miss it.
as self-proclaimed musical theatre buff i’m really upset that i dont ‘know what musical that is. i mean, it’s familiar but i’ve got nothing. you’re going to have to give me a hint before i go crazy!