Finding her voice You will find instructions here if you need them
Susan wanted to tell her Grandfather, "I have lost my voice", but he understood without her speaking. Her mother would have said "When did you last have it?" By now she couldn't even remember how her voice had sounded.
So Grandfather made her sing. First he made her sing the songs she used to sing to her children. He listened carefully and said "Now sing me some songs you used to sing at school."
Again he listened, and asked, "Can you remember the songs you used to sing to yourself when you were little? Let me hear some of them."
Susan sang again.
"Sweet songs," he said. "Perhaps that's where you last had your own voice."
He sang along with her in his rusty voice. "A poor old thing," he said, "but it's mine. My voice. Yours is sweet and deep and true. Sing, Susan!"
It made her cry to sing. She felt washed away by her running tears.
"Look in the mirror and sing," he told her, "Sing to yourself. No more singing for your supper!"
So Susan sang. She sang to the hens. She sang to the apple trees.
She looked in the mirror and sang to herself: who was she seeing there?
She sang to her children when she phoned them, and wondered whether they knew her true voice.
Next chapter Her own voice
