Hey... I'm Mary .. I'm 7 years old... My mother has always told me that I would become a violinist.. It sounds nice, but there was a little problem- I didn't know what violin was)) And I remember once I was watching TV when a big orchestra started to play a very beautiful music. I don't remember even which... And I saw so many beautiful and interesting instruments... I saw cellos, flutes, oboes, trumpets and etc... But I saw something more than an instrument... It was a slim, very very beautiful wooden instrument... It was alive... It was asking something while playing on high notes and blaming playing on low notes... It concentrated all my attention only on itself... I could hear its story... It was a fairy tell .. Something magical... And I told mother "Mammy, I don't want to play violin, I want to play this" I showed that instrument and noticed how tears went from my mother's eyes ... She has always wanted me to become a violinist ... She hugged me closely and said "This instrument is called violin... The violin that I have always told you about..."
Well... Now I'm attending musical school... First grade ...To be frank playing violin and learning to play violin are different things)) The sounds that are coming from my violin are different from the sounds that came from that orchestra's violin.. Its is the first disappointment... But the worst is going to come...
****************************** Hey!! I just want to know weather you liked first chapter and would you like me to continue... In fact now Im 18 and chapter by chapter I will get to 18 years old me).. If you liked, please, write a comment..
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A Dreamer...
Teen FictionIt's the story of my life... I'm a violinist pianist and guitarist... as for everybody, for me life has made and is still making many many difficulties... overcoming them I crash into other problems .. hope you'll enjoy reading this because I think...
