Piano Recital
Ana and Jane had their piano recital last night. I, the unbiased mother, think they did an amazing job, especially considering that they've only been taking lessons since June.
Here's Ana:
Here's Jane, who played her pieces the best she's ever played them. Which is noteworthy because she refuses to practice and I had no idea if she even KNEW her pieces.
And here is how Jane waits patiently for the other students to finish.
Here's Ana:
Here's Jane, who played her pieces the best she's ever played them. Which is noteworthy because she refuses to practice and I had no idea if she even KNEW her pieces.
And here is how Jane waits patiently for the other students to finish.
Comments
We have our first recital in January. Pray for us ;>
Thankfully, by the time Jane is a senior like LittleBit, she will have learned how to sit still and feign attention, or she will have become more subtle. [Maybe she'll have taken up knitting like her mother?]
Ana is *nine*? She plays better than I do!
Amen to Sue and Suburbancorrespondent. I am *so* taking my sock to the dinner and concert tonight, for when my kid is not singing.
My poor parents. I was in band, and orchestra, and choir, from like, 3rd grade through college. And then I added madrigals when I was in high school. And I took piano for a little while. And twice a year my high school would have these three+ hour "Festivals" (which the students referred to as "Mass Mess") where allllllll the music groups in the whole school would perform. And for the first couple of years they'd come, and dutifully sit through the whole thing, and once even made my grandfather come along. But by my senior year they were like, yeah, you don't mind if we miss this one, right? I minded mostly that *I* couldn't miss it, too. Even though I was in like 30 or 40% of the performances, it was soooo tedious waiting for everyone else to do their schtick. My high school friends and I still occasionally complain about Mass Mess, and we graduated over ten years ago...