Barbara Joan Streisand, conocida artísticamente como Barbra Streisand, nació el 24 de abril de 1942 en Williamsburg, Brooklyn, Nueva York. Desde temprana edad, Streisand mostró un talento excepcional para el canto y la actuación, marcando el comienzo de una carrera que la llevaría a convertirse en una de las figuras más prominentes y reconocidas de la industria del entretenimiento.
Streisand creció en un hogar humilde. Su padre, Emanuel Streisand, falleció cuando ella tenía solo 15 meses, dejando a su madre, Diana, criar a Barbra y su hermano mayor, Sheldon, en condiciones bastante precarias. A pesar de las dificultades económicas, Barbra se destacó en la escuela y mostró un interés temprano por las artes.
A finales de la década de 1950, en su adolescencia, Barbra decidió seguir una carrera en el mundo del espectáculo. Después de graduarse de la Erasmus Hall High School en 1959, se mudó a Manhattan para buscar oportunidades en el teatro y la música. Su determinación la llevó a presentarse en varios clubes nocturnos neoyorquinos, donde rápidamente ganó la atención por su poderosa voz y talento interpretativo.
En 1960, participó en la obra "Another Evening with Harry Stoones", la cual resultó ser un fracaso, pero esto no la detuvo. Su carrera comenzó a despuntar cuando fue contratada para actuar en el famoso club de Greenwich Village, el Bon Soir. En 1962, Barbra debutó en Broadway con la obra musical "I Can Get It for
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[Barbra]
Hello?
[James]
Hi
[Barbra]
Hi. You're not gonna have to wait for me this time I'm all packed
[James]
Honey, I can't go
[Barbra]
What, what happened?
[James]
I forgot that I promised the kids I would take them to their game. They want their mom to go too
[Barbra]
Oh, of course, I understand
It's their mother and you can't disappoint your kids
[James]
We'll go next weekend
[Barbra] Okay, great
[James]
Next weekend for sure, I promise you
[Barbra]
Next weekend for sure
[James]
Do you still love me?
[Barbra]
Of course I still love you
[James]
Oh I miss you
[Barbra]
I miss you too
[James]
I'll try and call you
[Barbra]
Okay. Bye honey
[James]
Bye
I don't iron his shirts
I don't open his mail
I don't know all the jokes he tells
Or the songs he hums
Though I may hold him all through the night
He may not be here when the morning comes
I don't pick out his ties
I don't butter his toast
But I feel when he's in my arms
He's where he wants to be
We have no memories
Bittersweet with time
And I doubt if he'll spend New Year's Eve with me
I don't share his name
I don't wear his ring
There's no piece of paper saying that he's mine
But he says he loves me, and I believe it's true
Doesn't that make someone belong to you
So I don't share his name
So I don't wear his ring
There's no piece of paper saying that he's mine
But he says he loves me
And I believe it's true
Doesn't that make someone belong to you?
So I don't share his name
So I don't wear his ring
There's no piece of paper saying that he's mine
But we both have the memories
I have enough memories
I've washed enough mornings
I've dried enough evenings
I've had enough birthdays to know what I want
Like there's anyone's guess
It's a constant surprise
Though you don't plan to fall in love
When you fall you fall
And I'd rather have fifty percent of him
Or any percent of him
Than all of anybody else at all