Barbara A

“I had never been any good at reading out loud at school. I would forever stutter over my consonants—I dreaded k’s in particular. Long words terrified me. What if I pronounced them wrong and everyone laughed at me? But now, sitting up there on the magic unicorn, I began to read, and all my dread and all my terror simply vanished. I heard my voice speaking out strong and loud. It was as if I was up in the mountains alone and singing a song at the top of my voice, for the sheer joy of the sound of it. The words danced like music on the air, and I could feel everyone listening. And I knew they were listening not to me at all, but to the story of The Little Match Girl, because they were just as lost in it as I was.”
― Michael Morpurgo, I Believe in Unicorns