That's me when I was 14. That time, I played the violin better than my teacher. Now, I don't even know how to play "HAPPY BIRTHDAY".
My Dad bought it for my 13th birthday and made me take up violin lessons. I can still recall how big his smile was when I played my first piece, "DO LE AMO" (Do Rae Mon). Two full months after that day, I was able to play Pachelbel's Canon and other classics. Thanks to my teacher, Paul.
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