learning to play the violin.

First let me say I know, and I can not stress this enough I know nothing about music. I written and published books, painted, and drawn my never music, it was always a foreign language to me. However I love music with a passion. So I set out to find a teacher, that in and of itself was an endeavor. Most everyone that taught locally where I live wanted a fortune per 30 minutes plus they wanted to do it over the internet. Now I have to say I am a hands on learner, I need to see and feel for myself call me old school or whatever I still can not read a book from a machine I have to be holding it to enjoy it, but I do enjoy audio books, but I digress.  

So I found a teacher and had to be put on a waiting list. I had already bought my violin and everything I would need to begin lessons. In only a couple of weeks a man called me from the school and said that there was now an opening so I jumped on it. It would be every Tuesday at 12 noon, I said great I would be there. 

My first day i went in and met my instructor, he was a very unassuming man. Shorter than me balding very thin with a small blonde mustache, he speaks very softly and for some reasons draws out the last parts of every sentence. The first thing he did was go over the rules which all mad since and I had no problem complying to, then he said his fee would be 15.00 per lesson forty five minutes every Tues, I even offered him 20.00 because I was so excited about getting the lessons but he would not take the extra five saying "I want to keep everything the same if one pays that then everyone should." 

As I was saying the first lesson he took my violin and examined it, then he took the bow and said it was cheap so I handed him another one I had which seemed to meet with his approval. He showed me how to hold the bow and the instrument first, then he took it and placed tape across the neck for my fingers, and then he showed me the key of D scale. I was in awe it began to come alive and it started to make sense to me, he told me that the scale is A,B,C,D,E,F, and G then it starts over I felt like I was learning a deep secrete here I had no idea I was fascinated. 

Then he gave me a sheet with the notes on it and the song was Mary had a littler lamb and he showed me how to pull the bow across the strings and where the corresponding notes were. and when I finished the song he said "that was your first song, I was elated that I had played a song on the violin albeit was probably the worst rendition of Mary had a little lamb ever produced I was none the less excited that I played it. That was three weeks ago and now I play a mean Mary had a little lamb. So from now onward I will write of my experience in learning this incredible work of art called the violin, if for nothing else I can always look back on it and remember where it had begun. 
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