When I attended a Catholic school, I always believed singing angelically brought me closer to the throne of God. Perhaps that is the reason I joined the church choir and tried to deceive my nun director. Whenever strange shreiking noises came from around where I stood, she hearkened to my side. I thought my croaking, creative monotones would appeal to the most religious listener, but this was not the case. She investigated the piercing sounds as closely as Dr.Watson and Sherlock Holmes wanted to solve a mystery. Where is that ungodly sound coming from she asked. It was then I decided to take it down the scale. I assumed the ventriloquist role. Silent Night all is calm. I'll stop my singing tonight. One day I'll join that angelic choir, but for now it is peace in the choir loft today for they prayed!