As a nine year old and a boy soprano I was rejected by a teacher from a school choir in a blunt offhand way with no explanation.
It was five years before I got over being emotionally hurt.
I realise now that the voice stood out over the other children and I was a little over enthusiastic.
An explanation by the teacher would have stopped all the hurt.
Eleven years ago at sixty I decided to perform as I though fit and if I made a fool of myself I only had a few years left to live it down.
I have been having a wow of a time since.
Cousin Ken