Still Irks Me Years Later

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A friend sent me an invitation to a page for her daughter's band field trip fund raiser. I didn't mind helping out a bit. While I was looking through the things they are selling I couldn't help but recall when I wanted to be in band. I had chosen the violin as the instrument I wanted to learn. I remember the music teacher taking my hands, looking at them, turning them over and announcing I had viola hands and that's what I'd be given to learn. Viola? What the heck? Viola? I didn't want to play the viola! I was so upset that I flat refused to even join band. Funny thing is history repeated itself the same exact way when my oldest also wanted to play the violin. She was told she couldn't and had to play the viola because, you guessed it, viola hands! As with me, she also didn't take it well. While the teachers may have been right, that's not the point. If either one had explained why the viola opinion was better for us rather than just declaring we had viola hands and had let us try the violin maybe we would have come to find the viola was the way to go. I'd still rather have the violin