Last week I started taking trumpet lessons. Since I started playing trumpet again after a 23 year break, I figured I needed all the help I could get.
A friend of mine has a daughter who plays trumpet. She and some other parents made a deal with a professional trumpet player who teaches in a city about 30 minutes away. One of the parents would host the lessons here. The teacher would drive down and teach all the lessons back to back at this home. I felt a little funny waiting with the middle school and high school students and their parents.
When I've taken lessons before (when I was a child), the music teacher taught many different instruments. This teacher only does trumpet. I was impressed with his skill and knowledge.
On a sad note, my oldest daughter's clarinet teacher died suddenly last week after a short illness. This woman had been involved for years with the music program at a local middle school. We attended a memorial service at the school
It felt a little strange being at the middle school. I wondered how my oldest daughter felt about being at the school. I was worried that she would feel uncomfortable or left out. We left early from the service because it was getting late for my younger children. My oldest came home with a family friend. I was surprised that she wanted to stay longer. She only knew a few kids from band camp, church and soccer.
I asked her about it this morning.
Me: How did you feel when we attended the memorial service at the middle school.
My daughter: It was kind of sad. (Referring to the woman who had died.)
Me: I mean how did you feel about being at the school?
My daughter: (Blank look) How was I supposed to feel?
Me: Did you have any thoughts about school?
My daughter: (Another blank look) Like what?
Me: Did you wonder what it would be like to go to school? Did you wish that you went to school.
My daughter: (Still looking puzzled) Ahhhh.....no.
Me: So you were comfortable?
My daughter: (Blushing) Well, (blank- name of boy she likes) was there. And you better not use his name on your blog.
She definitely doesn't feel left out or uncomfortable. As a child, I would have been miserable out of my own territory. I would have felt bad that my friends were in the group that was performing and I wasn't. I'm happy she doesn't have my hang ups about fitting in or keeping up with the Jones.
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