Personal Narrative: Bel Canto Changed My Life
That 1.8-meter-tall singer on stage was me.
My schoolmates may not know me by name, but they can tell something about the guy who is damn good at singing musicals. After he finished singing on the stage, the principal jumped to his feet clapping hands. Parents watching online hurriedly posted messages of praise, eager to find out whose kid the singer was. I, proud but not vain, had been accustomed to such reactions. For me, loving and practicing musicals has been a long, inspiring journey; it means much: a talent, a hobby, a way to relax, and even a label!
Carefully attended voice training made me good at singing as a kid, and everyone in my circle enjoyed listening to my songs. Bel canto was my favorite, but apparently I couldn’t sing it
My schoolmates may not know me by name, but they can tell something about the guy who is damn good at singing musicals. After he finished singing on the stage, the principal jumped to his feet clapping hands. Parents watching online hurriedly posted messages of praise, eager to find out whose kid the singer was. I, proud but not vain, had been accustomed to such reactions. For me, loving and practicing musicals has been a long, inspiring journey; it means much: a talent, a hobby, a way to relax, and even a label!
Carefully attended voice training made me good at singing as a kid, and everyone in my circle enjoyed listening to my songs. Bel canto was my favorite, but apparently I couldn’t sing it