Violin Recital

I know that the pictures are deceiving, but this really was Maddie and Will's second violin performance. They have been working on a song called "Fire Engines" (with their first glissandos) and so their teacher thought they should come perform for the professionals.
We went into their training room, complete with a random fiberglass leg sitting on top of cabinets, and the kids played four pieces for the paramedics. They did a good job and didn't look nervous at all.


Then the fire fighters entertained the kids. They got to dress up in helmets and earphones and heavy fire coats, and sit in the driver's seat, and see the chainsaws and hoses and shut the doors and watch the stairs pull up automatically. We saw the ambulance that Will and I rode in when he had a seizure (both Will and the ambulance are doing fine) and we talked shop with the paramedics -- violin and emergencies. For a recital, it was very entertaining for the kids. Unfortunately, the rest of their pieces are called "The Linden Tree" and the like.

Comments

Zina said…
Wow, this is GREAT. It's true that The Linden Tree doesn't sound as promising . . . maybe it will be held in a tree house, though?
11:23 PM
Anonymous said…
The pictures are great. What a fun adventure (especially for Sebi, who didn't have to practice).
9:59 AM
Lois said…
What a great idea! I'll have to pass that along to a certain music teacher we know.
9:18 PM
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