This past summer, when I was running and singing and dancing and playing with my nieces and my nephews and my brothers and my sisters and my mother and my grandmother in the Colorado Rockies, I couldn't help but think of that doctor who told me that I couldn't sing.
Prošlo ljeto dok sam trčala i pjevala i plesala i igrala se s nećakinjama i nećacima i svojom braćom i sestrama te majkom i bakom u Colorado Rockies, nisam mogla ne sjetiti se liječnice koja mi je rekla da neću moći pjevati.