WHAT WERE YOU TOLD ABOUT YOURSELF?

"Favour Okwanyionu you've got a lovely voice", X. There's nothing a customer service rep will not hear. 

As a customer service rep. I've heard all sorts of things, swallowed plenty of insults and all, and smiled at the few compliment there and there, but the one that always catches me off guard is the compliment on my voice. 

Growing up, I was constantly reminded of the fact that I had a bad voice, after many failed attempts to be part of the church choir I finally gave up on my love for singing. My voice was so bad that my sisters said it couldn't be classified into either soprano, tenor, or bass and they decided it could best be described as 'tremble' or 'terrible'. 

Even during secondary school, I was told I had a manly voice so I just adopted to that opinion. I did sing in my bathroom regardless. 

Well, in recent times, making and answering calls all day long, I've been receiving lots of comments about having a fine voice. At first, I didn't believe or think of it but with each passing day, there are more comments. 

You know that saying that when a lot of people start talking about a particular thing, it is best you look into it? So I did ask a couple of friends and they all agreed that my voice was nice only that I lacked the ability to sing. 

This was confusing, in that I thought having a fine voice meant being able to sing melodiously. I guess I thought wrong then, we learn everyday, don't we?

Conclusively, don't downgrade yourself because of others perspective or opinion. While it is good to listen to others, it is necessary to filter their words. And also while telling others the truth, try to be human, if only I was told I had a fine voice but wasn't good at singing right since time, by now I would've been practicing to become the next Mercy Chinwe. 



@favvy_Okwansđź–¤.

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