Thanks to those people who responded about their memories of music as they were growing up.  Just reading their comments made me remember more experiences I had when I was young.

When I was in grade 4, the music teacher at our school decided to start a choir. I think my Mum must have had something to do with it because she was the pianist for it. She was (and still is) a wonderful piano player. I wish I was half as good as her.

Anyway, I diverse. We were given a song from “The sound of Music”. Do you remember the song when there was a party in the house, and the children had to go to bed? They sang “So long, farewell, etc.”  Well, I was given one of the solo parts. I was so excited and had no fear. I sang it with gusto.

When I was 16, I was in a choir, and was given a solo part. I have to say that it was a different story then. I stood up to sing, and nothing came out except a whisper. Somehow between the age of 10 and 16, I had become very self conscious.

Now that I am a lot older, I don’t care, and sing on my own quite happily. I must say that it is just as well, as I lead workshops for teachers (with sometimes up to 100 people)  around Australia.