With a
bag full of euro coins at her feet, Valeria Chenchevaya still didn’t know what
yodeling was, nor that she was even doing it, until a German in Paris explained
to her the style of music that was somehow gifted to her genetic makeup.
It had
all happened so fast, she never knew her childhood hobby would be appreciated
by such a mass of people. Valeria Chenchevaya grew up on a farm in rural
Ukraine, where she was isolated from civilization and the influence of any
other culture. She hummed single-note tunes to herself as she tilled soil and
harvested wheat, not knowing the origin of her style, or even the fact that it
was a globally-recognized from of traditional singing often practiced in
Germany and Belgium.
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It must
have been fate, when Valeria Chenchevaya coincidentally decided to take her
first trip abroad to Germany. As a maid she had only earned enough money for a
one-way ticket, so she decided to start a new life woofing on a farm in
Germany. It was a shorter stint than she had expected, and it’s closing came
with her first ever human audience member: her host, who caught her in the act
as she practiced by herself one night.
The
farmer wasn’t bothered by Valeria Chenchevaya’s act. In fact, he was so
impressed with her talent that he told her that she was no longer needed on the
farm, drove her to the Munich train station and g her enough money to buy a
train ticket, saying her talent could take her anywhere. She decided get a
ticket to Paris; and the funny part is, the German farmer never even mentioned
the word “yodel” to her.
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