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Singing songs and telling stories about the Land of my Fathers - a very short flash fiction story by Rob Hopcott
Posted on Monday, November 26, 2007 at 2:09 PM by Rob Hopcott
James remembered the cold room where he took his first singing lessons, the draughty casement windows, the smell of coal smoke and the old oak tree that banged it's branches against the grey school house where his teacher lived on the edge of this Welsh valley.
"Let your body be the reed that vibrates as you sing, open your mind to the music and let it flow out to the world through your voice," Mr Jones had said.
"And, James, will you be paying me this week?"
"Ma said I was to promise it for next week. Work stitching clothes has been slow but Ma says it's likely to pick up soon."
"And what about your Da', James, is he in work?"
"I don't have a Da'!"
"OK, pay me when you can. Your voice has a special quality, James, it would be a crime not to help you make the best of it."
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