Shhhh…. it’s Saturday, but I won’t tell if you won’t.
My Five Minute Friday is a little delayed but better late than never I always say!
This week’s topic is: SONG
So without further ado:
I’ve always wished that I could sing. And by sing I mean having a half decent singing voice, not the crackly strained alto I currently possess. I bravely took up choir in high school, secretly jealous of the sopranos with notes like tinkling bells, while I slouched in the back row and croaked along like a timid toad. But honestly I’m not that bad. I think. I held out hope that my kids would be blessed with better pipes than I was. Until recently that hope was high – and then I caught my daughters’ rendition of Incy Wincy Spider. Clearly the inability to carry a tune runs in the family. As I type this I can hear my mother churn out a song in the kitchen. It is being butchered. Something mournful and reminiscent of ancient Sunday services in the parish church. Scary yet somehow soothing in its familiarity. Sing, song, sung.
True story. And I made myself chuckle!
Happy Friday, er Saturday!