Wednesday, December 2, 2015

The Flutist

        Seven years after Amanda began piano lessons, she started sixth grade, middle school. And she could pick an instrument to play for band class. Bodie had already decided years earlier that she wanted to learn the flute.
        On the first day of school, Amanda came home quite distressed. Apparently ¼ of the sixth grade band class wanted to play the flute, and the band instructor told them all to go home and pick another instrument! The teacher said there were already too many flute players; and the flute players getting private lessons at home were the only ones that would be taken seriously by the instructor. So if a student was not getting private lessons, that student was supposed to pick another instrument.
There was a shortage of people to play the oboe, French horn, and bassoon – kids were encouraged to pick one of those instruments instead.
        Amanda was in a quandary. It seemed that before the teacher could even meet her, Amanda was already on the instructor’s bad side – Bodie wanted to play flute and because of that and her lack of private flute lessons, she was being looked down upon and being badgered into playing a different instrument.
        Of course, Bodes tried to look at this as an opportunity. She could choose to play something else – the oboe and bassoon were attractive possibilities. And she knew she would be good at them. And she would be on the teacher’s good side because she would play well even if her mother did not spring for private lessons. Perhaps the oboe or bassoon would become a passion. Really, Amanda thought maybe she should give this opportunity an honest shot.
        But deep down, Bodie was not sure she wanted to give the teacher what the teacher wanted.
        And, deep down, Bodes knew she really wanted to play the flute.
        She looked at me for help.
        Then Amanda looked at her sister.
        Sarah said, “Bodie, follow your heart.”
        Gosh I wish I had said that.
        And I should end this here because following one’s heart really is everything.
        But I can’t help it, I have to add this – a quote from her high school band instructor five years later when we all knew Amanda would be majoring in piano at UGA, “I hope Amanda will continue with her flute in college, because she is also a darn fine flute player.”
        That she is.
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