\"If\" by Rudyard Kipling, performed in English by Justin Cusick

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My name is Justin Cusick and I am a Director at the Osceola County School for the Arts in Florida. I am quite passionate about all forms of art, and love how my main job gives me the chance to express myself through a variety of art forms. I hope you enjoy my presentation of this beautiful poem!

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Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM) North American (US Mid-Atlantic) North American (US Midwest- Chicago, Great Lakes)

Transcript

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Hello. My name is Justin Cusick and I will be performing if by Rudyard kipling. If you can keep your head when all about, you are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowances for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting nor being lied about. Don't deal in lies or being hated. Don't give way to hating. And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream and not make dreams, your master, if you can think and not make thoughts, your aim. If you can meet with triumph and disaster and treat those two impostors just the same. If you could bear to hear the truth, you've spoken twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to broken and stoop and build them up with worn out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings and risk it on one turn of pitch and toss and lose and start again at your beginnings and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and send you to serve you long after they are gone. And so hold on, when there is nothing in you except the will which says to them. Hold on, if you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue or walk with kings, nor lose the common touch, if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, if all men count with you, but none too much! If you can fill the unforgiving minute with 60 seconds worth of distance, run, yours is the earth and everything that's in it. And what is more? You'll be a man, my son. Thank you.