I Pulled Old Blackie Out of the Casket Case Tonight
Several weeks ago I read to my pen pal class of 2nd graders.
They are the coolest young students I know for 2nd graders. Their enthusiasm and genuine care for their teacher is amazing and very sincere. They are always so excited about learning and sharing. They are great listeners as well. It’s a pleasure to be their pen pal this year.
I’ve been with the class since the second month of school and we’ve had some great times as I read and communicated with all of them. I’ve learned so much about each one and their personalities have begun to be etched in my mind and heart.
Last time my readings took me to a story about Old Blackie. Their eyes got big as I read about taking Old Blackie out of its casket shaped case. I told the story of how I acquired Old Blackie and how I played it through my school years.
You see, Old Blackie is a country fiddle that belonged to my great, great, grandfather and was passed down to me by my great Aunt Dud. When I got the violin there was a 10 rattle rattlesnake rattle inside. It’s been taken out since I was playing in a proper orchestra, but it still has a rich, full sound.
35 years have passed since I played regularly.
After the story, several of the students said I should bring in next time and play a song. I said I was really not very good at it, but that was no excuse for them.
I agreed, next time, I would have it with me a play one seasonal song.
Tomorrow is the day I visit with Old Blackie in hand.
I put off getting the fiddle out till late tonight. To prepare for the practice, I got a glass of my favorite wine out, took a few sips, and opened the case.
There it was, just as I had left it the time my son’s friend asked if he could see it when he was visiting. Little did I know he was a music major and violin was his instrument. He played Old Blackie as it had never been played before.
As I tightened the bow I was thinking to myself why in the world I agreed to do this. “Because I love these children” I said to myself…”and they believe in me.”
I practiced a little more and decided on a song.
After my glass of wine was done, I still needed more practice so I got just a tad bit more and kept playing. By the time I finished that, I thought I sounded pretty good.
Let’s hope I can remember how to play that song between now and tomorrow.
My wish for you today is that you stretch beyond your comfort zone to bring young people in your life some joy during this season. Even something simple like sharing a small talent from your past can make all the difference.
~Joellen