Given A Chance
If you have not had a chance to see or hear Susan Boyle sing, you must log into YouTube for the shock of your life. I believe this is a prime example of how you should not treat people that appear different than yourself for you never know what treasures are concealed inside of them. If given a chance, they will bloom.
Susan was a contestant that was met with ridicule and sneers when she walked onto the stage of Britain’s Got Talent. It was obvious she was being judged on her appearance, even though she was neat and clean with matching heels and a pretty satin sash around her waist. I am rather sure she most likely picked it out and felt pretty while wearing it and yet it did not measure up with the audience’s opinion of fashion. They laughed at her.
Then when she spoke, they looked down upon her as if she were a dimwit, thinking she could never ever come close to equaling the great singer like Elaine Page, who was Susan’s idol.
What a pity it was to witness the treatment she was receiving when all she wanted was to fulfill a dream in honor of her mother.
Simon Cowls questioned Susan as to why she had not sang before this (other than at churches and school), her replay was, “I was never given a chance before now.” I thought it is no wonder she never had a chance if that is how she had been treated for the past 47 years.
Then, Susan began to sing. Eyebrows went up. Jaws dropped. Eyes popped open. The audience stood and cheered. They were in awe.
Susan ended up being the gallant one leaving the audience and the judges to eat dirt. She humbled all that watched her that day.
Go online and watch the seven-minute clip from her tryout on the show, where Simon nearly melted with appreciation. He looked like a teenager in love.
Susan might be ordinary; she’s also extraordinary. Given that one chance and she bloomed.
Next time I hope you remember Susan when you go to judge someone. Give him or her a chance to release the treasures they hold inside. You might be surprised.
Originally published in the Palladium Times.
If you have not had a chance to see or hear Susan Boyle sing, you must log into YouTube for the shock of your life. I believe this is a prime example of how you should not treat people that appear different than yourself for you never know what treasures are concealed inside of them. If given a chance, they will bloom.
Susan was a contestant that was met with ridicule and sneers when she walked onto the stage of Britain’s Got Talent. It was obvious she was being judged on her appearance, even though she was neat and clean with matching heels and a pretty satin sash around her waist. I am rather sure she most likely picked it out and felt pretty while wearing it and yet it did not measure up with the audience’s opinion of fashion. They laughed at her.
Then when she spoke, they looked down upon her as if she were a dimwit, thinking she could never ever come close to equaling the great singer like Elaine Page, who was Susan’s idol.
What a pity it was to witness the treatment she was receiving when all she wanted was to fulfill a dream in honor of her mother.
Simon Cowls questioned Susan as to why she had not sang before this (other than at churches and school), her replay was, “I was never given a chance before now.” I thought it is no wonder she never had a chance if that is how she had been treated for the past 47 years.
Then, Susan began to sing. Eyebrows went up. Jaws dropped. Eyes popped open. The audience stood and cheered. They were in awe.
Susan ended up being the gallant one leaving the audience and the judges to eat dirt. She humbled all that watched her that day.
Go online and watch the seven-minute clip from her tryout on the show, where Simon nearly melted with appreciation. He looked like a teenager in love.
Susan might be ordinary; she’s also extraordinary. Given that one chance and she bloomed.
Next time I hope you remember Susan when you go to judge someone. Give him or her a chance to release the treasures they hold inside. You might be surprised.
Originally published in the Palladium Times.
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