In an epoch of yore, there dwelt a youthful maiden christened Emily. Her melodic vocalizations, though they provided her with immense gratification, were not shared with the uninitiated due to an absence of audacity; she refrained from exhibiting her vocal prowess in the presence of those not known to her.
As the season of summer unfolded, a musical joust was slated to transpire within the confines of her residential vicinity. Her most intimate associate, Lucy, extended an invitation for Emily to engage in this competitive spectacle, yet Emily voiced her trepidation, proclaiming, "I harbor a deep-seated fear of participating therein." Her maternal guardian offered these words of comfort and encouragement: "Fear not, proceed with valor." Heeding the guidance of her matriarch, Emily resolved to embark upon this venture and test her mettle.
The day of reckoning arrived, and Emily, in the company of Lucy, made her way to the venue of the competition. However, she was overcome by an overwhelming sense of bashfulness, which rendered her incapable of advancing onto the platform. She remained in a state of anticipation, observing the performances of her fellow contestants until they had concluded their renditions. With trembling limbs, she compelled herself to ascend the stage. As she commenced her performance, her vocal output was barely audible. Regrettably, her anxiety was so profound that she experienced a lapse in memory regarding the lyrics shortly after commencing her song. The derisive laughter of the onlookers, coupled with her acute discomfort and modesty, propelled her to flee from the stage in a state of humiliation.
A group of impish lads pursued her, taunting her with the cry, "Emily, a poltroon! Emily, a poltroon!" Emily did not deign to engage in a verbal altercation with them. Her sole desire was to make haste back to the sanctuary of her home. Eventually, she hastened into the dwelling, embraced her mother, and wept sorrowfully.
"Well, my afflicted child, cease thy weeping. Narrate to me the events that have transpired," inquired her mother. Emily lifted her gaze to her progenitor and recounted the sequence of events she had encountered.
Upon hearing her tale, her mother tenderly cradled her visage and imparted these words of wisdom: "It is of no consequence, my dear. So long as you persist in practicing your vocalizations in the presence of strangers, you shall gradually acquire greater courage. Thus, my child, do not succumb to defeat. Venture forth to practice your singing each day. Pay no heed to the audience that may be in attendance; continue to sing without pause. I am confident that your endeavors will yield a bountiful harvest."
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Emily listened to her mother carefully and followed her mom's suggestion.
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Going on singing, she walked into a park, where many people were singing and dancing.
