Categories: music
Tags: Family
Date: 22 December 2006 23:37:33
Being at home over Christmas not only means that I get to see my parents, grandparents and my sister, but I also get to hear all those family stories that I often miss out on when I'm away at uni. For example, I don't get much chance to talk to my auntie and uncle when I'm in Swansea, but the other night my mum rang them to let them know my grandparents had got here safely, so I took advantage of this opportunity to catch up with them.
With my obvious fondness of children, these chats often include funny anecdotes about their grandchildren, all of whom I am close to. And last night was no exception. M, their 5 year old grandchild, is currently learning to play the violin. He's been learning for over a year now, having declared as soon as he could talk, that he wanted to play it. He is surprisingly good for his age - last April when he played a simple piece at my grandparents Diamond Wedding anniversary, I was both very impressed at his playing and struck by the cuteness (his violin is 1/16th of a normal sized violin!!! - aww!!).
Anyway, earlier this week his music teacher organised a concert for all of her pupils to play in together. This concert happened to be straight after M's school Christmas party, so his mother was quite concerned that he would be too tired to play in it. But, he went along and played. He had to play 'London's Burning' on his own, and 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' with the other, older children. When he got home M rang his Grandad to tell him how it had gone. Grandad asked how 'London's Burning' had gone, and he declared it went well and he was very proud of himself (his words). And then Grandad asked M how 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star' with the other children had gone. M said 'It was good, I played it all right, and I even got to the end first!!!'