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Do you hear what I hear?
One of my earliest memories is of me sitting on a tall stool in the choir room of our church in Tampa, legs dangling high above the floor. I was probably about 3 years old, and the choir director was trying to coax me into singing “Do You Hear What I Hear?” as a solo in our church Christmas pageant that year. I don’t think she ever succeeded in convincing me to do it (evidently, I was not too keen on singing in front of others even then), but love for this song abides in me to this day.