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Speaking Voice

I have greatly coveted the sounds so unlike the ones that were released whenever I spoke, those more acclaimed attention-getting ones. My calling to communicate with my voice did not seem to blend with the lack of quality in my voice. I have sometimes seen my voice quality as a 'thorn in the flesh'. At times, inwardly, I have felt like being held captive by my 'speaking voice'. There were always such longings for difference, wishing I could have that one captivating thing. I felt such acquisition was vital if I was ever to be heard and respected in my chosen profession. My voice quality fell short of what I both desired and felt was anticipated by audiences. I always thought that I needed more base and volume to release more masculinity in my voice. This seeming weakness of mine has followed me throughout my career, but I have always been able to give my all and do my best with the speaking voice that God gave me. Indeed, although this weakness has assaulted me secretly, I have never allowed it to stop me. At some point, I came to realize that I simply was not going to be blessed with a 'broadcasting baritone of a voice'. . By God's grace, I have been able to rise to every occasion and every opportunity afforded to me.

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