Thursday, February 16, 2006

Notes from the Inbox

TinyTuna's latest missive of great import and unabashed excitement:


Dear Mother,

Another big day. OK. I was waiting for my 7th hour class to start, when the orchestra teacher pulls me and my friend over and says to us, that she wants us playing in 3 POSITION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I have a lot to practice.

Love and an A

Now I can hear many of you scratching your heads saying, "What the...?" as you read this. This email is about playing the violin, and third position is where you move your hand up the fingerboard in order to play higher notes on the same string.

It's the musical equivalent of being told you can "put it in fourth" when you're in driver's ed.

And if you've never driven a stick, well, you're not going to get that one either.

Suffice it to say, it was hella exciting news to a certain 11-year old. I'm not sure whether to be sad at the obvious lack of really exciting news in her life, or pleased that the prospect of third position is worthy of fifty-five exclamation points.

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