From the Christmas recital
Last night Miss Thing had her first full blown piano melt down.
Don’t get me wrong we’ve had melt downs over piano before. Plenty of them. But this one. Full on tears. Full on, “I want to quit.” Her reasoning? Something about she just wanted to try it out and see what it’s like but now it’s gotten so hard that she doesn’t want to do it anymore.
Uh. No babe.
It’s hard for me, sometimes, to find that balance of encouraging her and not forcing her to do something she doesn’t want to do. And I really don’t want her to hate it. But allowing her to quit because it’s hard isn’t an option. I surprised myself that I could stay so calm as I explained it to her. And after some alone/calm down time she accepted it.
I’m sure we have many similar battles in the future and I’m doing my best stretches to prepare for them.
Maybe some day she’ll forgive me.
3 comments:
It's gotten hard because she is getting better. Finding that balance is hard, I struggle with it all the time.
You can tell her I complained and found it hard too when I was her age (if she believes I was ever her age) and sadly my mother let me quit! I've regretted it my whole life. Ruth don't quit if only for me....
I took lessons from about kindergarten til my mom finally let me quit in 8th grade. Wish I would've stuck with it! Don't quit Ruth!
-Mrs. Fisher
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