The violinist

 

I would tell the story about a violinist. A middle-aged, dirty and smelly man was playing the violin. He didn´t play very well. On the floor ,next to him, there was an open box in order to get coins from people who were walking over there, but the box was empty. He tried hard to play a nice melody, but he couldn´t. His violin was out of tune. You couldn´t identify his songs. A famous musician was walking along with his wife and they met the beggar .The musician asked the beggar if he could lend him his violin for a second,; the beggar looked at him in a very strange way. Maybe the beggar thought he wouldn´t give it back but the soloist fined tune and started to play the violin in a nice way. People started to put money in the beggar´s box. Not only coins but also bills. The box was full with money. The beggar felt happy. Now he could recognise the tune of his old violin. After that, the beggar started to play and the music was really nice. From now on, he would earn his life with his violin again. The musician helped him a lot. What it is true is that life gives us a violin, which is our knowledge, abilities and aptitudes. We have the freedom of playing our violin the way we want. Some of us don´t tune the violin because of laziness. We don´t realize we have to prepare, train, learn and develop our abilities and improve if we want to give a concert.We try to fill the box with money without any preparation, meanwhile others prepare and train. So this is the difference between the worst ones and the best ones.But everyone has the chance to change at any moment of our life.It´s never too late. I would tell my students how to make a violin out of paper. There is a web page which tells us how to do it. Every student would like to have their own tuned violin .