I'm Trying To Be A

My Love Of Singing Is Hereditary.

I'm Trying To Be A Professional Singer. ... I've Never Been Given The Chance Before. But Here's Hoping It'll Change.

When You're A Child, Grownups Always Tell You That "sticks And Stones Will Break Your Bones, But Words Will Never Hurt You". They Say It As If It's A Kind Of Spell That's Going To Protect You. I've Never Seen The Logic Of It. Cuts And Bruises Quickly Disappear. You Forget All About Them. The Psychological Wounds Inflicted By Bullies With Words Go Much Deeper.

It Was My Mum Who Got Me Into Singing Properly - She Knew I Had To Do Something With My Voice Because She Knew I Was Talented. She Was The One Who Pushed Me Into Joining A Choir All Those Years Ago, When I Was About 12. I Remember She Told Me To Start With The Choir And Just See Where It Took Me.

Nothing Is Impossible. It Can Be Downright Difficult, But Not Impossible.