Here's Big Kid before his violin lesson today.Violin is...not going so well. Is it possible to get worse after 6 lessons?
He spends most of his time looking like he wants to murder his teacher for correcting his stance or posture for the 300th time. He is very clearly sick of her bossy shit and the exaggerated sighs and slumped shoulders testify to that. She is very sweet--maybe too sweet. I've had to tell her a few times to feel free to get on his ass or interrupted them to remind him to straighten up. By the end of the lesson though, he seems fed up and tired.
However, if I point out that violin is perhaps a waste of money at this point, he gets pissed at me. The violin rental period is up and we've got 10 days to decide if we're buying an entry level violin or giving up all together because I'm not re-renting. I made him a deal today that if he practices every day for the next week, we'll buy him a violin and continue lessons. After an exhausted sounding sigh, he agreed. I pointed out that if violin makes him so tired, maybe it's not his thing and our argument started all over again.
So, I don't know. He's not the natural-born violin virtuoso that I'd hoped he be. Or maybe he just tires too easily to demonstrate his skills. Maybe if someone else would hold the instrument for him, he could get down to creating masterpieces.
Lately he's obsessed with what he's going to be when he grows up. His main criteria seem to be: working from home, no hard work, nothing that takes too long to complete. I've tried to point out that this probably isn't the best way to search for a career, but you know what--maybe it is. Even if you're doing what you love, you usually wish you could work less. Maybe people just need to aim for finding a profession that allows them to work less from the get go.
Maybe he's right.
