The Violin, a memory

The Violin, a memory

It is fun how some memories from our childhood stand out. One memory for my siblings and I (as we found out over a group sibling email session this past fall that lasted well into the early morning hours…) was a short film we each watched individually in kindergarten.

Watching it as adult I definitely find new meaning.

At 6 years old I remember being a little frightened for the youngest little boy, I felt terrible for the oldest boy’s violin. By the end of the film I wanted to learn how to play violin…something I never did do…my ukulele is a good second choice 🙂

Enjoy this short film:

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