I have had exactly three moments in my life where I was singled out as the person who got it “right.”
The first time was during an SFU choir practice:
“That’s right! She’s the only one out of all of you who sang the note exactly right!” our choir director cried out, pointing his finger at me. “Do it again!”
I felt like a fraud when I had to explain that I couldn’t replicate the note because it had been a complete fluke that I’d hit it in the first place.
The second time I was spotlighted was this year, during a salsa dance party at the Polish Dance Hall. Continue reading