The people here at camp believe in me more than I do myself. They have confidence in me that I don't even have. There are so many days when I look at myself and I look at my violin, and I know that I'm not good enough.
The people here haven't even heard me play yet this year, but they're already telling me how great it's going to be.
This is why I keep coming back, year after year. Love. At the beginning and the end of the week, we all join hands and sing.
"If we all sing one song,
One song of love, one song of peace,
One song to make all our troubles cease,
One hymn, one theme, one hope, one dream,
Imagine what tomorrow would bring,
If we all sing one song."
Tiffy the Pink Fluffy Yellow Llama came from a long and complicated joke made up way back in elementary school by my friend Richard. It had something to do with a strange writing assignment from our incredible english teacher. And yes, it is possible to be a pink llama and a yellow llama at the same time. Just don't ask me how.
1 comment:
Aw. :) Glad you have a good time at this camp.
But you totally have to cut the crap of you not being any good at violin. You are good. Now maybe I'm not the best person to say it, but whatever. Take it from someone who can play some smokin' beginner bass when he gets his groove on. :P
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