: About Me

Norman The Nightingale Way up high, on a leafy, green branch of a weeping willow tree, sat three young nightingales. Their names were Harmony, Melody, and Norman. These little nightingales, as silly as they were, all tried to be the best at what nightingales do...sing! When Harmony sang, the notes dripped down through the air like honey from a bee-hive, so sweet was the sound of her tune. When Melody sang, the notes drifted down through the air as if riding a gentle wave in the sea, so smooth was the sound of her tune. When Norman sang, or tried to sing, the notes whined and squealed down ...