but most of what we are doing during lessons and classes is not actually about violin.)
Recently one of my 3rd graders caught a glimpse of the top of my head while I was tuning her violin.
"Your hair is turning white!"
"Yes, it is! That's okay. I actually kind of like it."
She nodded.
"I guess I'm getting older and changing, just like you are." It was really only as I said these words that I realized how true they were. Had I known this, before it came up?
I cannot tell you how often something like this happens. It seems like it would be enough, just learning a skill like how to play an instrument. But there is always so much more going on. The focus is violin. We work pretty hard on that. But what it is about lies always just below the surface of what we do every day, and sometimes rises above, glimmering. I love these moments more than words can say.
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