18 September 2013
Period 2
Singing is my life
Singing is who I am. It defines me as a human being; an individual. When I was young living with poverty, all I had was God, my family, and the sensational feeling of singing. While we were going through ups and downs my family always encouraged me to sing to god for help. So every day before I go to sleep I would sing the same song my grandma taught me as a prayer to God for blessing my family and I for getting us to where we are now.
If it wasn’t for me singing then I wouldn’t be the person I am right now. Even though I’m not as confident as I used to be when I was young, singing to me now, is still a part of me. Singing still gives me that breathtaking feeling that reminds me of where I came from and how I grew up. When singing about things I’ve experience, it flows out so easily like it was a puzzle piece being put together a million times over and over again
While I was younger my Grandma would make me sing as loud as I could so I could drown out the crying of those that lost everything, their house, car, kids, anything that the wealth can get their hands on to sell. My deceased grandma constantly said if you go down the path of those already destroyed then sing out your heart so God can carry you through your struggles. She helped me view singing as an inspiration to others when they are going through a complicated time in their life.
Now that I am in high school, I joined choir to sing to my grandma who died before seeing how well we achieved and how far we came in life. Because I’m so closed up and isolated from others I tend to write songs expressing my voice, telling how I feel inside; something I’ve never experiences until I got to high school. Not often do I get confident to sing in front of a crowd of people but because of her I would sing in front of a million people to inspire them.
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