She was 18 months old the first time she said the word “violin.”
We had been listening to Beethoven’s Wig: Sing Along Symphonies
I paused, hushed her older brothers, listened and answered, “That’s the violin. It’s an instrument. It’s making the music.”
“Vii-lin.”
Her eyes got wide, and she stood, motionless, for a full minute, straining to hear just that one instrument against a background of singing and toys clattering and the chaos of life. Later on, she’d ask for the song again. Within a few months, she was picking the violin’s parts out of other pieces, always sitting still and waiting for its voice when a familiar tune was being played.
Odd, I thought. But then again, I have had children who have obsessed over the Titanic, not to mention Euclides. She seemed young for such a fascination but hey, interests are 90% exposure, right? I assumed it would fade, and that as her little mind drank in more of the world, she’d relegate the violin to its rightful place among the beautiful sounds of the orchestra.
But.. she didn’t.
By two, she was asking to see people playing violins. (Youtube to the rescue.) By three, she wanted one of her own. By four, she was clamoring for lessons, for the chance to feel one in her own hands and make it sing the way she knew they could, together.
Her day has come, finally.
Birdie is now the proud owner of her own real violin. Even better, Miss Tabitha, a lovely Christian lady, is helping her on the path of making music.
She’s just a little excited, nervous, and oh, so adorable about it all. Who knows where this little fascination is headed? I sure don’t. But after such a long, patient wait, I’m thrilled to watch the adventure unfold.
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This is beautiful! 🙂 I was raised in a stringed-instrument home but as youngest went the other way and loved percussion of all types. One sister teaches music (strings) now and plays violin professionally. She’d be so proud of your young violinist.
SO wonderful! This post title and opening words caught my attention and had me clicking through to read the rest. Isn’t it amazing how they can become interested at such a young age? Our Austin had a similar story…I pointed out the violin to him in the music, and he was hooked. Enjoy these precious days of this new adventure!! Blessings to you! Camille
I had one of those Titanic fans! Also Amelia Earhart.
Thinking of your family and friends today–love and prayers. Also for the baby.