Breanna had a spring concert for her school last week. Her class sang at least a dozen songs from My Bonnie Lies Over the Ocean to Erie Canal. All classic stuff. But the most impressive moment of the night was listening to the 4th graders recite by memory the poem, Paul Revere's Ride. The length of the poem in itself is unbelievable. And to hear all 26 of them stay perfectly in unison as they recited it (without any notes whatsoever) was just plain inconceivable! They did not miss a beat.
Then my friend, Denise, invited Jake and Bree to play in her piano recital (thanks Denise!). It was such a good experience for them to play in front of an audience. Breanna played "Snowfall" and "Colors of the Wind". We gave them trophies at the end for working so hard all year. Bree was awarded the trophy for Dazzling Dedication. She gets up before school and practices and really focuses on technique and dynamics and tries so hard to perfect her pieces. And when she gets frustrated because she can't quite get a passage, she pounds the keys in agony. I think it's quite cute and maybe that's because it just might remind me of myself when I was her age. I just love her.
Jake played "Music Box Dancer" and "Humoresque". He got the trophy for "Exceptional Entertainer" (which quite frankly he told me he loathed. Who knew the word, 'exceptional' could be so offensive? - but I digress...) He too gets up every morning to practice and although he doesn't love piano and he would tell you that flat out (might even use the word hate), he does a good job and sticks with it. And once he gets the hang of a piece, he LOVES to play it as fast as he can and those fingers go flying up and down the keys like no other. He is quite entertaining to watch and to listen to and I love him!! And can I just say that I am so proud of him for doing something that is hard. It's easy to do something you love, but quite another story to do something you have to work at and I love that he just keeps plugging away.
I'm so grateful that my parents made me stick with piano. I just might have a lot more in common with my Jakester than he knows. I spent a lot of time begging them to let me quit. But they didn't. And maybe that's why I won't let Jake quit. Because now I love it. And even though our lessons might be the farthest thing from Switzerland I really do love that I get to teach them.









