Never out of place

As a music education major at a university I always had trouble passing my quarterly voice examinations. Just prior to graduation, when the voice faculty lingered an unusually long time discussing my performance, I realized this time was to be no different from the others. However, I thought the faculty would surely overlook my vocal difficulties since this was the only requirement I had to complete in order to graduate, and was a minor one for my major.

The next day I received the news that the voice faculty felt I hadn't reached the needed proficiency, and they thought it best that I stay another quarter and take more lessons.

I was extremely upset at the thought of the extra time and money needed for what I felt was a silly requirement. Filled with resentment toward the voice faculty and self-condemnation for my not taking the requirement more seriously, I prepared to go home for a week's spring vacation between quarters. My dad came to pick me up, and we stopped at a restaurant on our way out of town. I didn't realize until I'd gotten home that I'd left my purse in the restaurant. Efforts were made to locate the purse, but it wasn't found. I realized then that I needed a thorough mental cleanup.

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