I'm writing this blog because I am bored--this is my practice time, and I would really like to practice (most of the time I don't; I'm suffering from severe lack of motivation right now), however, I can't--my A string is breaking. You would think that I would actually follow my own advice I tell all my students: "You must have an extra set of strings, in case one breaks," but I'm not smart enough for that. I ordered one today, and it should arrive later in the week or early next week (holiday Wednesday...sigh), but until then I can either practice only Air on the G String or something comparable, or not practice at all. So I'm writing, to pass time.
Today's subject: plums. I have a nice medium-sized plum tree in my yard, next to the sidewalk. My landlord planted it before I moved in. Last year, it yielded all of 3 lovely plums. Just as I was going to pick them, someone came along and ripped them all off. I was very upset. I had been thinking of putting a sign on my tree this year, "Thou shalt not steal plums" or something to that effect. But this year, the tree yielded such an immense profusion of plums, I took a few just before they were quite ready to ripen inside (they were amazingly sweet and tasty), and planned to harvest the rest in a few days. I was looking forward to the plum harvest so much, because growing up in Ohio, we didn't have lots any fruit trees to harvest. I thought it would be safe because I had so many plums that even if someone came and stole a few, that would be OK, I would share some with my neighbors, and they wouldn't possibly take all the plums.
That was the plan. So a few days ago, I went out to harvest my lovely plums which I had waited so long for, patiently watching as they slowly ripened, to see the sad fact--every last one of the plums was gone! I was shocked that someone would possibly be rude enough (and in Loma Linda, of all places!) to steal every single plum off the tree in my yard, on private property. Needless to say, this tormented me bitterly inside. I went around grumbling about the stolen plums all week. Which made me think--if I am this bitter about some stolen fruit, which wasn't really mine anyway, how would I react if someone did something really bad to me?
3 comments:
Ok, ok, I'll return them! That is, the ones I didn't already eat...
MMMM, those were great plums! Of course, I only know about the one I asked for...=o) Didn't I warn you that they were fair game?
Hey Stephanie, I don't know if you remember me, I used to be your pen pal from the summer Indianna camps. I found some of the letters that we used to write each other and I looked your name up on the internet to see what you were up to. I am also teaching the suzuki method to young kids as well as adults. I am teaching in the wisconsin academy of music and the milwuakee center for strings. I read your blog about starting students young and getting them to hold the bow properly. I agree that parents have to fully understand that there will be a time that little Jimmy will want to quit the violin and there needs to be some support by teacher and parent to stick with this and not give up. Sometimes you get the parent that blames this on the teacher and they quit anyways. So how have you been? Do you remember me from the good old indiana days. Remember the Dubinski Q tet? And Mimi. She was my teacher in highschool. She really has developed her suzuki progam. Anyhow nice to see that you are still playing the violin. I am still performing with the surrounding civic orchestras and have a quartet that I play in for gigs and such. Anyhow email me back. Here is my email address: jonathanlandis77@hotmail.com Talk to you soon!
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