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Eleanor's story

I remembered the story about Eleanor I meant to post last night. Eleanor's hangers are mostly plastic and kid sized, but occasionally one of ours makes it to her closet. Last night, she found one of the hangers typically given by dry cleaners: plain metal wire. She looked at it and said, "This is a very beautiful hook! It looks like it's made of gold!"

Last night she was sick, so no viola lesson today. Since her last one was scheduled for the snowstorm day, I'm beginning to wonder if the whole project is jinxed. So watch out for Monday, when her next one is scheduled.
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Unknown said…
Viola lessons are a perfectly natural part of life (in my humble opinion)... don't give up yet! Plus, string players are among the very few musicians that are actually paid in some community orchestras. (the rest of us just play for fun)
March 23, 2009 at 11:29 AM
mathmom said…
I hadn't even thought that she might get paid =) so far she's learned about the D and A strings, and she's beginning to play with a hint of rhythm and to follow what's written on the page... Learning an instrument seems to be a long road, a good reason to start when they're young.
March 23, 2009 at 1:20 PM
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