Monday, November 15, 2010

Piano Recital

Yesterday Penguin Girl attended her first piano recital.  But she did not perform.  Ms. R, her piano teacher, has been trying to get her to agree to perform at a recital for months.  She first suggested it quite a while ago when Penguin Girl finished the first Suzuki book.  Penguin Girl would not agree.  
  
She has now been taking lessons for about a year and she has progressed very quickly.  Ms. R is trying a different strategy.  She invited us to attend a recital at her own piano teacher's house where Penguin Girl could listen to students of all different ages and skill levels, hoping that if Penguin Girl saw what it was like, she would not be so anxious.  However, Penguin Girl being the worrier that she is, was even anxious about going to watch.  She thought we would somehow trick her into playing.

We went, we listened, and we heard lots of music.  Penguin Girl saw that you do not have to play perfectly.  In fact, older students made some mistakes just like younger students and everyone plays at their own pace.  We concluded with a reluctant agreement that she would perform at the next recital on December 5th and Ms. R even suggested that she could choose an easier piece from Book 1.  Stay tuned.

Monday, November 8, 2010

Social Consciousness

I took Penguin Girl shopping over the weekend.  Our mission was to buy gifts for Car Guy's secretary and Mr. Destructo's teachers.  We went to the Body Shop because Car Guy bought a couple of Groupons (spend $20 and get a voucher for $40 of merchandise).  I have always known the Body Shop to promote various social and political issues but I was not aware of one of their current campaigns.

Penguin Girl:  Mom, what's sex trafficking?
Me:  What?  What did you ask?  Where are you looking?  (mind racing, trying to buy time)
Salesgirl:  (whispers) Sorry!
Penguin Girl:  Sex trafficking.  It says sex trafficking up there.  (points to an absolutely massive poster on the wall behind the check out counter where we are standing)
Me:  Well, um, that's when, um, hmmm, bad people kidnap women and children and, uh, do bad things to them.
Penguin Girl:  I would not allow that.  If someone tried to take me, I would say no!  Because you are not supposed to go with strangers . . . (yada-yada, Penguin Girl does not pay any attention to my conversation with the salesgirl)
Salesgirl:  Nice save!  
Me:  Yes, you never picture this happening when you are so happy your kid has learned how to read.