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First, a random thought:
“Don’t listen to anyone who tells you that you can’t do this or that. That’s nonsense. Make up your mind,…then have a go at everything. Go to school,… Go anywhere you want to. But never, never let them persuade you that things are too difficult or impossible.” Douglas Bader (1910 - 1982), British fighter pilot and WWII hero, despite having lost both legs in 1931
And now, the actual content:
Plinky asked, Which of your hobbies have you been doing for the longest amount of time? When did you start?”
Music (232÷365) That would be music. I’ve been singing since I was a small child in church choir. The way my mother’s family makes music, I could hardly avoid it (not that I wanted to). I learned to play the ukulele with the rest of my second grade class, but held on to my instrument and kept playing it for some time. I began piano lessons in the fifth grade, I think, and continued for a couple of years and through three teachers (we moved, one quit, and I outgrew the last). The flute came with sixth grade and middle school band.
At some point my parents acquired an organ in addition to the piano and I taught myself to play that, which was interesting. In high school I flirted with the oboe and bassoon, but didn’t really take to them very well. I gave them up altogether after reading something that claimed that double reed players suffered loss of brain cells due to oxygen deprivation (I haven’t fact-checked that since, so it could be utter nonsense). I acquired a wooden flute at a Renn Faire that has a much sweeter tone than the metal flute, but I’ve never pushed myself to really learn to play it.
Now I want to return to the ukulele, but I really need a new instrument. That poor little student uke that has been used as a “guitar” by children isn’t in perfect condition after all these years, and won’t stay in tune in addition to having some broken bits.