I enjoyed these singing-bees.

We had Hebrew songs and Jewish and Russian; solemn songs, and jolly songs, and songs unfit for children, but harmless enough on our innocent lips.

I enjoyed the play of moods in these songs--I liked to be harrowed one minute and tickled the next.

I threw all my heart into the singing, which was only fair, as I had very little voice to throw in.
Although I always joined the crowd when any fun was on foot, I think I had the best times by myself.

My sister was fond of housework, but I--I was fond of idleness.