“Shirley, thank you. Thank you so much. But if I change my body now, I would need to relearn the violin.” “But—” “It’s more than my hands. It’s my body. Everything it’s been through, everything it’s felt. It’s all become part of the way I play. Sure, it’s not perfect, but it’s mine. That’s good, isn’t it? “Besides, I’m already a girl.”
