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Tuesday, September 2, 2014

GIVING and TAKING (Part 1--Giving)

Native of the Philippine Islands, Ces Adorio lives in the United States, and is my most favorite artist (she will tell you this is true!) Ces owns a Blog on which she has freely posted the results of her most unusual talents, drawing, painting and squiggling and writing.


 HUMPTY DUMPTY by Ces Adorio

GIVING

The story begins, "Who ever heard of a violin-playing egg?" Well, I don't recall anyone ever declaring that eggs do NOT play violins. 

Humpty Dumpty was born deaf (no ears!), yet his dream was to be a concert violinist, to bring sounds of heaven to listeners, to lift people from doldrums of everyday life to a higher level of enjoyment, appreciation, meaning.  

Playing the violin looked easy. So Hump attended a symphony concert and sat in the front row by violin section and watched carefully. Then he bought a violin and bow. Hump (nickname) practiced all week what he'd seen, and it was good. 

Thousands of people rode to his estate, and after hearing him "play",  exclaimed he had technique and sound of Itzhak Perlman. He played always the Mendelssohn Violin Concerto--perfectly. Nobody needed lessons. HA!

One day, tired from rolling around the lawns, he sat on a wall to rest a bit. As history was being compiled, Hump fell off the wall, was being strewn about, broken into many pieces.

Investigating Detectives wondered at what they later found in his home--a violin bow, its hairs soaked with greasy soap--so Hump, in silence, could appear as if he were playing. But "No-ears" Hump was only making the motions. Nearby was his music center, a DVD playing LOUDLY the Mendelssohn Violin Concerto by soloist Itzhak Perlman--

Forever after, audiences refused to believe that Hump had not been making the music, kept insisting that Hump (who faked it with a greasy bow and never played a note in his life) played violin far better than Itzhak could ever dream of playing.

--Steve E

NOTE:  "TAKING" (Part 2 of Giving and Taking) will be posted in a couple days...please come back for it--you won't be sorry

12 comments:

  1. heh. if i had the right CD i might play as nice as this fiddle man i know down in florida...hmmm....smiles.

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  2. I sympathize with Hump.15 years ago, to me that is yesterday, my daughter had a violin teacher who would whip her students with the bow. She couldn't be stopped, so my daughter stopped playing. By the grace of the good God, our heads, ears and feelings are relatively intact. We are not crushed, and we enjoy listening wherever we are. P.S.When adimiring Marc Chagall, I can hear the violin. Always.

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  3. I had a violin teacher like that too ... cuz I improvised, and she couldn't ... understand ... and that's how that cookie crumbled ... o, well ...

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  4. sometimes we just need to learn the motions.

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    1. YOU so right, Myriam, thanks for "getting it."

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  5. Hahahaha! Oooops sorry. I don't mean to sound disrespectful but I can't stop laughing at the line "One day, tired from rolling around the lawns, he sat on a wall to rest a bit." The image of the egg rolling on the grass, HAHAHAHA! You are a weaver of words a master story teller.

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  6. smiles... i think i have to try that trick with the greasy violin bow... i would love to be able to play the violin but i know that it is one of the most difficult instruments to master...

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  7. Looking forward to part 2. Want to stay on the blog! I'm learning a lot!

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  8. Ha ha ... your wordplay and twists work wonder :D

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  9. Me ha gustado la historia :) Es una pena que le descubrieran, era su sueño y no podía...

    Muchos besos

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  10. Goodness it was too good to be true, ha ~ Enjoyed this one Steve ~

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