Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Whew! So glad it was a dream....

Last summer I borrowed fine violin from a dear former teacher of mine so I could play at Grandpa's funeral. Thank goodness it did not end up like my dream!

So I borrow the expensive violin and placed it up on the top self of a bookcase. Since I intend to practice in a few minutes the violin is not in its case. Matthew's coloring books are also on the top shelf and he asks if he can color. "Sure, Matthew. Just wait a minute and I'll go get them for you." Matthew decides not to wait. He pulls a chair over to the bookcase and reaches up up on his tiptoes. I come into the room just as the violin teeters on the shelf. "Wait! Don't do anything!" "Mom! I can fix it!" he says and stretches up to push the violin back on the shelf. He misses and it falls crashing to the tile floor, splintering into pieces.

Ohhhh! How could I explain this to Mr. Jasinski? He trusted me!

Glad I woke up.

2 comments:

David said...

The terror of schooling lives on...

Rachel Ellis said...

You misunderstand.

It was the horror of a fine instrument smashed to bits, plus the great disappointment I'd caused in a man I really respect. This was a man who trusted me with his personal instrument- the symbol and means of his livelihood.

no terror of schooling involved. :)