I simply could not have asked for a better last day of work before the holidays. To be able to make a living doing something one loves is always a blessing. For me, it’s also a ton of fun. I worked in health-care for years, and while it had its rewards, teaching music to kids…..assisting my husband, actually…..is satisfying in a much deeper way.
My little girls were my first class today. I have to be careful calling them that, because the oldest is 13 now and the youngest is only a couple years behind her. They love to sing and rock out and work so incredibly hard at their craft. I say craft, because it’s definitely not a passing whim for these girls. They’re dead serious about what they’re doing here. There’s more tears with this group than with the older kids, but it’s clear that they’re tears of frustration. They want so badly to do well. When their fingers don’t do what they’re telling them to or when that stubborn rhythm just refuses to stick there’s often some waterworks. Thing is….they cry a bit, but they don’t stop working on it. They don’t throw down their instrument and stomp away; these girls dig in, dig DEEP, and find a way to make it happen. That’s not something we taught them, it’s who they are. They make me so damn proud.
They came in today wanting to write a song. They’ve been working so hard, they’ve earned the right to take some time and see what we could come up with. Songwriting has not happened a lot in our classes because it’s so time-consuming and, quite frankly, older kids second-guess every word, every phrase, every idea. They’re so afraid someone might think something is dumb, or, *gasp*, that THEY’RE dumb. We try and work through it but it’s so easy to get bogged down it often just doesn’t happen. Not today though. These girls were popping out ideas and lyrics all over they place like pink, fluffy popcorn.
These girls blow me away. They get things on a really fundamental level that we as adults know on an intellectual level but often drift away from. Things that we know are really important.
They love their friends so deeply. If you really want to see waterworks, just let one of their friends say something thoughtless to them. You’d think all the puppies in the world had just gone *poof* and disappeared, never to return. It made me realize that I love MY friends very deeply. The people in my life who have lent me their support, their patience, their laughter, their tears, their understanding and their love. You know who you are. I can’t even begin to know how to express my gratitude for my life being graced by your friendship.
It was very humbling to be reminded of what’s important by these dynamite young women. They’re so smart….and brave…..and they’re already stars.