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Summary

A young violinist, inspired by a memorable performance by an old lady, diligently practices music, including the challenging G Major scale, to emulate her skill and passion.

Abstract

The narrative revolves around a young boy who, after hearing an old lady play the violin, becomes deeply inspired. He develops a ritual of reading a poem before practicing, which includes tackling the G Major scale despite his dislike for it. His dedication is fueled by the memory of the old lady's music and his aspiration to perform Mozart's third violin concerto. The boy's practice sessions are a blend of frustration and determination, as he strives to master the violin, guided by his mother's advice and the poem's encouragement. The story is a follow-up to a previous piece and invites readers to engage with the music and the boy's journey.

Opinions

  • The young violinist has a strong emotional connection to music, as evidenced by his ritual of reading a poem aloud before practicing.
  • The boy's mother plays a crucial role in his musical education, emphasizing the importance of practicing even the most disliked scales.
  • The old lady's violin performance has a lasting impact on the boy, serving as a source of inspiration and a benchmark for his own musical aspirations.
  • The boy's frustration with the G Major scale and his subsequent perseverance reflect the challenges and rewards inherent in mastering a musical instrument.
  • The author, Agnes Laurens, uses the narrative to convey the transformative power of music and the importance of dedication and practice in nurturing musical talent.

PROSE / MUSIC / TALENT / SKILLS / HISTORY

The Little Boy Practised The Old Age’s Music

This prose is a sequel to the previous prose that was inspired by one of the greatest violinists of these times when he was a little boy!

Photo by Boris Pavlikovsky from Pexels

The card with that poem still hangs on his wall in his practice room. He put his music desk in a way he always could read that poem. That card reminds him of that old lady playing during that beautiful sunny and warm day in September three years ago.

Every time before he practices, he reads that poem out loud. The little boy — who had grown into a big boy by now — takes one of his textbooks from his music library. Again, he reads aloud the poem. This has become one of his rituals before he starts studying the violin.

while Mozart left a career behind, there was a little boy standing on stage, taking his violin to be the musical wind, playing the music of an old age, the orchestra leading his way, understanding all the notes, ever long enough to stay? the little boy never missed the boats

Since that day, he practiced every day for three hours as he wanted to be as good as the old lady. The day he heard the old lady playing the violin through the window is etched in his memory for life.

When The Little Boy practise scales, his Mom came into his room: “You should practise the G Major scale, son.” He turned around from practicing and looked at his mom very angry. “I hate that scale, mom, and you know that.” His mom sighed and told him firmly: “You have to, otherwise you can’t play the third violin concerto by Mozart next week. And I know that concert is very important to you.”

The Little Boy cried a little bit because he knows his mom told him the truth. But he doesn’t want to practice that horrible scale. One more time, he read the poem from the lovely old lady. That gives him the courage to practice that damn ugly G Major scale.

When The Little Boy was done practicing that terrible G Major scale, he opened the book of Mozart’s violin concerto №3. His book was a little bit broken from opening it a million times, with all his and his teachers’ notes. It looked like a black drawing with music through it. One more time, he played the piece by heart.

Unfortunately, not all passages went well by heart. He took his notebook and wrote all the mistakes. In his room, he screamed in front of his music and said: “Mozart, why did you do this? It is so difficult.”

The screenshot was taken by the author.

I wrote this poem under the post of violinist Kirill Troussov, which he posted on the 29th of August 2021.

Previous parts:

Episode 1.

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About the writer

Agnes Laurens is a writer. She writes for the local newspaper. Agnes lives in The Netherlands, with her husband and three daughters.

You can find her on Vocal, Medium, Elephant Journal, HubPages, Music List.

Writing is — aside from playing the violin — one of her passions since childhood. She is on Twitter and Instagram.

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