In my teens I developed a passionate idolatry for a teacher of English literature. I wanted to do something that he would approve of more so I thought I should be some sort of a scholar.
I remember a moment when the Prince went back to his old school Grammar School in Melbourne and slightly to his horror his old music teacher produced a cello.
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I feel so very grateful to have the voice God gave me. It takes a lot of rest and training to sing and I was lucky that I found a great teacher when I first moved to New York.
