I want to learn to sing

I hate my voice!!!!

I am not going to forget what happened last weekend.

I was invited to a BBQ lunch at my friends house. I arrived with a bottle of red wine right before noon. The host, Mike and hostess, Jean, greeted me at the entrance of their beautiful home. The house has 7 rooms, 4 washrooms, a big kitchen, a large dining hall and a beautifully landscaped yard. (Now where is the camera when you need one.) A whole bunch of kids were playing games at the yard.

Mike brought me into the tv/audio room, where some of his buddies were. It was a large room with plasma tv, built in wall speakers, like the ones you see at the cinema. I thought he has asked me into the room to show off his equipment. (Mike has always been an audio freak.) To my horror, he pass me a book, as thick as a telephone directory and told me to pick a song for karaoke.

Nooooo ! I can't sing. Not even while taking shower. No way. I said "no thanks", very politely and handled the book back to him. Mike is not a man who takes no for an answer. I saw him click some buttons on his remote control and then handed me the microphone. No sooner than I take my next breathe, I see on the screen, "Puff the magic dragon." And the music starts.

Ok. I think I must have done something bad to Mike in the past, and now he is all out to embarrass me. Now what? The screen is playing, music is on, microphone in my hand. I can choose to run out of the room and cry like a boy who has dropped his ice-cream. Or I could sing.

And sing I did !! I sang my all, with the croak and the gasp, grunt, squawk, wheeze. I totally killed the song. I made everyone laugh. I really need to stick my head in a hole like ostrich.

I have totally lost my stripes. How can I redeem my pride? "Go take singing lesson." I heard someone said.

So I will. And this shall be my singing log.