Those Disney movies got you going, really inspired you. Dreamworks went on a killer streak for a few years there, and you ate it all up.
“Look at this stuff, isn’t it neat?” you sang. “Wouldn’t you think my collection complete? Wouldn’t you think I’m the girl who has everything?”
How well and truly you sang that lovely song. You embodied Ariel and her yearning for love, her search for all life can offer. You captured that song’s tenderness, becoming Ariel, a little mermaid yourself, your voice catching the current that carried you to shore (http://www.disneyclips.com/lyrics/lyrics22.html).
How perfectly timed those movies turned out to be in your life, coming as they did exactly when you emerged as a girl. You had new songs to sing, songs being heard for the first time. How lucky!
And then, of course, you adopted another persona, again that of a young woman yearning, a dreamer and lover of books.
“Tale as old as time, true as it can be,” you sang. “Barely even friends, then someone bends, unexpectedly.”
You transformed yourself into Belle, gave voice to her character. You could sing as her because you felt so much like her, so identified with her. How beautifully you sang that song (http://www.lyrics007.com/Disney%20Lyrics/Tale%20As%20Old%20As%20Time%20Lyrics.html)
and all the others from “Beauty and the Beast,” too.
You were already doing more than mere mimicry, more, too, than carrying a tune that danced in your head. Already, though still so young, you understood the lyrics you sang, invested those lyrics with feelings, with soaring hopes.
You sang and sang and sang.
You sang in the morning and the afternoon and the evening.
You sang in your room and our bedroom and the living room.
You sang because you discovered that more than anything else you wanted to sing, because the songs swelled up inside you and begged to come out.
Who knew back then with any certainty that you were just getting started? Who could have suspected, much less forecast, how many more songs you would sing?
P.S. – Part 3 will appear tomorrow.