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Songbird - Drowning in Ideas and LOVING IT!
"How many songs did you say she wrote, again?"
I couldn't believe the answer. Never mind how many hundreds.... the number has grown! And she keeps teaching other singers how she does it, giving them a cowritten song at the end.
She is a closed book. Don't expect me to say much, yet still I could cram full a little book quickly.
Mind you this; for a girl I used to call Chrysalis.... she has taken flight, and unlike silent, flying art, this bright wonder sings a limitless amount of beautiful originals.
Her father is the Diplo to her Sia. Just you wait and see!
The Quiet Before the Songs
Honestly, as her mother, I admit, for the longest time she didn't strike me as a future pop star. I thought she was gifted in a lot of ways but her song talent didn't stick out to me until her teens. I didn't even realize she was writing songs and poems for a while.
I could be forgetting something; like times she read or sang to me from her growing stash. I just don't remember anything before her box-ship song. It seriously made me cry so unexpectedly that I ran off! I was so embarrassed, silly me. She credits that event as a pivotal moment when she realized that songwriting was her passion.
Little things like this make me self critical, because I didn't see the gift coming. It just happened! Unlike her little sister and brother who make up songs and sing them openly to us all.
But that's our little Songbird; never an open book until she's ready to blow you off your feet!
Back to her quiet years; she was showing off her art skills early on. Never striking me as a reader, yet surprisingly expert in academics. She would get mired in beautiful artwork for school that wouldn't give her more than a few points of a score when she just needed some stick figures and filled out places for words.
There was always pretty stuff on her school papers. Her teachers wanted her to manage her time like other kids. Revelation: she's gifted. She doesn't flourish under typical school settings. They don't cater to songwriters in public school. Public school is for prepping blue collar workers and white collar people of academia.
So my Chrysalis decided to finish education in high school at home. She is flourishing as an independent young adult now.
I couldn't believe the answer. Never mind how many hundreds.... the number has grown! And she keeps teaching other singers how she does it, giving them a cowritten song at the end.
She is a closed book. Don't expect me to say much, yet still I could cram full a little book quickly.
Mind you this; for a girl I used to call Chrysalis.... she has taken flight, and unlike silent, flying art, this bright wonder sings a limitless amount of beautiful originals.
Her father is the Diplo to her Sia. Just you wait and see!
The Quiet Before the Songs
Honestly, as her mother, I admit, for the longest time she didn't strike me as a future pop star. I thought she was gifted in a lot of ways but her song talent didn't stick out to me until her teens. I didn't even realize she was writing songs and poems for a while.
I could be forgetting something; like times she read or sang to me from her growing stash. I just don't remember anything before her box-ship song. It seriously made me cry so unexpectedly that I ran off! I was so embarrassed, silly me. She credits that event as a pivotal moment when she realized that songwriting was her passion.
Little things like this make me self critical, because I didn't see the gift coming. It just happened! Unlike her little sister and brother who make up songs and sing them openly to us all.
But that's our little Songbird; never an open book until she's ready to blow you off your feet!
Back to her quiet years; she was showing off her art skills early on. Never striking me as a reader, yet surprisingly expert in academics. She would get mired in beautiful artwork for school that wouldn't give her more than a few points of a score when she just needed some stick figures and filled out places for words.
There was always pretty stuff on her school papers. Her teachers wanted her to manage her time like other kids. Revelation: she's gifted. She doesn't flourish under typical school settings. They don't cater to songwriters in public school. Public school is for prepping blue collar workers and white collar people of academia.
So my Chrysalis decided to finish education in high school at home. She is flourishing as an independent young adult now.
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