How can I keep from singing?

When I was twelve, I belonged to a girl guides’ troop. We met in the evening. I had to walk home, on my own, at about nine o’clock when it was dark and quiet. I used to be afraid the whole time until I got home. ¬†(It was only about a ten or fifteen minute walk but it felt like an hour.) I walked very fast but I didn’t run. I didn’t want whatever bad thing was lurking in the shadows to know I was afraid. I then discovered that if I sang Christmas carols, very loudly, as I walked – I wasn’t so afraid. I tried other songs but they didn’t have the same effect. There is something magical about Christmas carols. When my daughter was about six months old and my son was nearly three, the discs in my lower back finally fulfilled...

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