Summer camp means singing, of course.
I sang all summer long. I started out by shouting at the top of my lungs, and cracking my voice every now and then. The higher register went completely untouched, as I was going for volume, not tone. It wasn't, shall we say, "pretty."
As the summer went on, though, I noticed a change. By the end of the summer I had found vocal strength that I haven't had since I was in high school (when I was in 2 choirs and taking voice lessons). Now, I was making music all the time. I was either playing recorder, or whistling (I am a fine whistler), or singing. Walking from here to there, I sang songs to myself, even ones that I haven't heard in ages. I sang with confidence, strength, and volume. Even in my higher register. It was amazing to me, that all I needed to do to get that voice back was to sing more. I didn't need lessons, or a choir, for me to feel confident in my singing. I think it actually sounded decent. And definitely more adult-like than it did at the beginning of the summer.
Now that camp is over and I'm sitting at home all day, my amateur singing has come to a sudden and almost complete stop. It seems out-of-place here.
Whatever shall I do? School is starting soon and I doubt I'll be singing as I walk from here to there. People would roll their eyes at me and scoff, "music majors!" I am going to lose my fine singing voice yet again. Although, perhaps next summer I shall gain it back.
Or maybe I could spend a few hours in a practice room and finally learn to really, truly yodel...
God bless.
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