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| Only Voice He Could Hear
Janet Kuypers 11/15/17 (Buenos Aires and in flight to Ushuaia) When I was ten, I was the Queen of Hawaii in a school play. Other students in my court kneeled around me, then dancers entertained us, all while I sat at my throne. I took advanced classes, was even a “Tough Ten” speller; could spell the longest word in the English dictionary, pneumomoultra- microscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis. At this point, I thought I could do anything... So I learned a little French, but I don’t know, I must have missed my petit déjeuner because I was feeling a bit peckish and wanted something more. I joined choir, even sang at my graduation ceremony with classmates before I went to high school. Because even at the ripe old age of thirteen I wanted to live by those words in the song we sung: Climb every mountain, forge every stream, follow every rainbow, ‘til you find your dream... ‘Til you find your dream. Before the final graduation ceremony an older man in a suit emblazoned with medals and ribbons from the American Legion came to the stage to award one student in the entire school with the American Legion Award — which seemed like the highest honor anyone could ever achieve. And when they said my first name, I wondered, there’s another student in this school with my first name, how did they win? Because I couldn’t believe it when they said my last name, and I walked on to the stage to get my medal from what I was sure was the nicest man I had ever met in my entire life. Once graduation ended and I saw my family, my father said to me that during the choir performance, I was the only voice he could hear. | /TR>
