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Sing, Sing a Song

I faced one of my greatest fears this past weekend, singing a solo in public.  You see, I spent many of my teenage years in Jr. high and high school choirs, contently standing on the back row (because I'm tall) blending my alto part with the other melodious sections.  As for my solo career, I thought it was going rather well within the confines of my own car.  However, a few months ago I was invited to participate in a ward fireside of a musical rendition of the parable of the 10 virgins.  Nine different women in my ward and myself portrayed a quality of each of the 10 virgins and sang a solo along with our speaking part.  It was a bit nerve wracking, but I consented.  After months of practicing, the night of the fireside had arrived.  I felt pretty calm through the whole program, but when it came to my part the butterflies in my stomach were alive and well.  My nerves were apparent through the first verse of my song, which frustrated me.  But as the song went on, I grew more confident and less shaky.  Plus, I could feel the prayers of my husband and parents who knew of my solo phobia.  The perfectionist part of me wish I hadn't been so nervous, but overall I think it went pretty well.  I suppose the only way to overcome your fears is to face them.  However, don't think you will see me any time soon in a shark cage surrounded by great whites.  That is one fear I don't ever feel the need to face.

The participants of the 10 Virgins Musical.  I made sure to have a red
scarf, so I was still a red head. 
PS  For those who are wondering, I portrayed one of the wise virgins.  (Sigh of relief.)

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  1. I'm glad you were a wise virgin too. (Was there ever any doubt?) Who wrote the song? Was this a special Relief Society program? Sharing your talents is how you improve them. I sang my first solo in a RS program too. I was Alice in Sisterland.

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  2. Great job Jannifer! I wish I could have heard you.

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