My Bubby both pre and post Holocaust loved to be a part of choirs. She had a gorgeous singing voice and loved to sing. She would sing along to anything with a smile on her face, lost in the melody as if it took her to a far away place. When I picture her in my memories, I think of her with her eyes closed, rocking back and forth, singing holiday
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that's the way to do it. :D i also can't carry a tune in a bucket, and i also joined the school chorus, altho just one year in high school. fortunately the chorus teacher never pulled me aside to tell me i couldn't sing and shouldn't have been there, and the teacher who did that to you was astonishingly rude. what an awful way to treat a second-grader. props to your mom and your bubby for sticking up for you.
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