My Ambitious Mind

I promised someone I'd make this the title of this morning's blog post: My Ambitious Mind.

A risky thing to do, making a promise like that, since I usually go with whatever inspiration strikes when I'm drinking my mug of coffee.

But this title stuck with me, so here we go.

I have always had an ambitious mind.

When I was in Kindergarten, I really strongly remember having big ideas about singing.

If there was any kind of singing going to be happening, I was on it.

There was a music teacher who rolled in a cart of musical instruments, mostly percussion stuff and a little wooden autoharp.

She was blind. I'm not kidding, she was totally blind.

I was a little bit afraid of her because of that, but I knew what a special person she was too.

Kids got assigned to be her helper and help roll her cart around and walk with her so she made it to each of her classes.

I didn't mind doing that but it wasn't my favorite thing to do because her being blind was scary to me.

She was very thin and tall and feminine and she dressed well, in pretty dresses with matching coats.

She did not seem wealthy or poor, she seemed like a fairy who lived without means, without effort, existing like a succulent plant that takes it's nourishment from the air.

Very strange indeed, especially to me at the age of six.

I didn't love her but I liked her a lot.

I always sat right in front when she worked with us so I could really get in on the music making.

I took it seriously.

If the other kids were talking or goofing around I told them to stop.

Because she was blind she sort of needed help keeping the unruly kids in line and I was all too happy to be that guy for her.

I did not ever care whether the other kids liked me or thought I was cool or popular or anything.

I liked the teachers and I cared what the teachers thought of my talents and abilities.

I cared what the teachers thought of my work.

I especially cared in the areas of music and reading.

My mom worked at the public library and she often brought me along for her entire shift..I think maybe that was like four hours...and all there was to do was read books or play with the hand puppets. I did both of these things.

I learned how to read as a result long before Kindergarten happened, so when I finally went to school I was raring to go, happy to be chosen to read out loud. Stuff about Spot mostly: "see Spot run", "run Spot run". Not very challenging.

Ambitious mind.

I had a naturally ambitious mind.

I wasn't trying to be better than the other kids, I just wanted these certain opportunities.

I did not at all want to be the lead in the play. I didn't want to be in the play or the skit or the dance performance at all.

I just wanted the best singing part. If there was a chance to sing, especially to sing alone, I went for it.

We learned "This Land Is Your Land" then. I remember singing it with the other kids.

I remember the blind lady teaching some of us the upper harmony part.

I sing that song in my shows now.

And I always sing the part she taught me, even when I sing it solo.

My Ambitious Mind is always thinking up stuff for me to do and it's always a big challenge.

When I have the funding, I am able to do everything I think of.

Every good song gets a cool music video.

This is one of my confounding issues right now.

Every good song recording deserves, needs, a music video.

My Ambitious Mind is thinking about ways to get around the funding blockade between me and my Youtube presence.

My song "Hey Lulu" we all know needs a music video.

That's probably the main one right now.

Well, Ambitious Mind, get after it.

My first day of Kindergarten 1967.


Courtney October 19, 2018 @07:42 am
Thank you Petra, for all your support and belief in me.
Petra Schmidt October 18, 2018 @06:16 am
So cute! I love that pic! And I love the story from your Kindergarten days. At the age of 6 already knowing that singing is yours and working hard for it. Impressive! Thanks for sharing it.
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