This is a parable I wrote a few years ago with a student, Krysta Tabuchi. I'm using it here to illustrate the journey of Vocal Power. Long ago, a wood carver named Matsugoro found himself gazing at The Tall One. Standing proud and almighty, this tree cast the longest shadow in the village. Because of its indomitable presence throughout hundreds of years, it became the hub of this village. With a sigh, he stared at it everyday while carting his wares to sell on the streets. As a child, Matsugoro ...
This is a parable I wrote a few years ago with a student, Krysta Tabuchi. I'm using it here to illustrate the journey of Vocal Power. Long ago, a wood carver named Matsugoro found himself gazing at The Tall One. Standing proud and almighty, this tree cast the longest shadow in the village. Because of its indomitable presence throughout hundreds of years, it became the hub of this village. With a sigh, he stared at it everyday while carting his wares to sell on the streets. As a child, Matsugoro ...
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