Today, Pal got on the bus with his huge Trombone in his hand. I should have taken a picture of it, it was so funny. The case is almost as big as him! The night I went to buy the trombone, you should have seen the box that the case and trombone came in - I almost couldn't carry it, so one of the high school band members had to carry it out to my car! Of course, I was still having trouble breathing after seeing the price of said trombone!! They don't call them "wind" instruments for nothing - it knocked the wind right outta me!!!!
So, off he went with his newfound interest this morning. We'll see (after school) how his first real lesson went. Last week, I hadn't gotten the information and we didn't know he had to bring his trombone to school, so his first official lesson consisted of watching the other kids. But as soon as he got home, he opened up the case (he had been forbidden to even open it - by the music teacher, not us) and started making noise! He loves to assemble it, play it once or twice, polish it, disassemble it, put it back in the case...wait 20 minutes....then repeat the process all over again! He is already able to make some loud sounds with it, so I am hoping that he learns how to play it and comes to love it.
I wish I had learned how to play an instrument as a kid, and that doesn't include my sister's electric organ!!! It had numbered keys instead of chords, so instead of knowing how to play "Silent Night" by key chords, all I know is 5-6-5-3, 5-6-5-3, 9-9-7, 8-8-5, 6-6-8-7-6-5-6-5-3, etc.!!! Although I can play a little piano by ear, but that's about it.
Keep your fingers crossed (and your ears protected) as we go through our first foray into the wonderful world of music! Who knows, maybe someday he'll be playing the trombone for his college football team! One can only hope....
((((****Side Note - Punishment Essay Count: 4****)))) Will he ever learn????
G
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I can't believe that you remember 5-6-5-3, etc. Your sister remembers the sequence as well.
Pal and the trombone. Do I see the dog cowering under some piece of furniture with his paws over his ears?
I hope he excels at music. It will be a lifetime gift. Makes me think of your mother's singing talent and her beatiful voice.
Tell Kate I read her blog, too. But I can't comment without an account. Can she set it up for comments without signing up?
He's a Music Man ...
I will tell Kate that you aren't able to post on her site. She might have it set up that way.
Scarily enough, I can recite the entire Silent Night song in numbers!!!
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