I told my second grader that I wanted to write about how our house had been bugged. “Eeeuuuuw! Those stink bugs creep me out,” She screeched. She was not fooled at all by my attempted quip. But, she thought that was a less interesting subject compared to writing about how she sings–well or not–and the way her voice picks up melodies. That was all she would give me in terms of material with which to work. Thanks, kid!
So, I love it that as she moves from being a lower schooler, and is getting ‘voice training’ through the church choir, she’s finding her true voice singing along to pop songs. She tries her best to be THE performer: a carrot is a great substitute for a real microphone. When she throws back her braids and sashays across the floor, it’s hard to believe that she is not a well-known diva. “When can I have an audition?” “How do I get to be on TV?” “When I am famous…” These are all part of her quest. I imagine that she is not that much different from other children her age, in that regard. Wanting to be an engine driver only appeals to a select few.
Do I want to live a life in a camper and trailer parks as we go touring talent shows? Not really. So, I have to break it to her gently that we will have to work on another career. Well, if she just happens to be chirping and a mega-producer hears her and decides to take her under his or her wing, and set us up to home school her and develop her properly, we could give it a try. I’ll be interested in her reaction when I break this plan to her later today 🙂