Being hated…part 2
When my boys were little we took them to all the dances with us. They danced a little, and occasionally they would even get the opportunity to play the piano or fiddle with the band for a set. Later in the evenings they would crash on sheepskins on the stage, falling asleep to the music. My oldest is now 17 and away at college, but he will still play piano or guitar to my tunes, and I have no complaint as to the direction his music has taken. He has a wide range of interests. Rebellious sons #2 & 3 will be 14 and 16 this month. Whatever was I thinking when I let them start public school? They totally reject anything in good taste, whether it’s music, food, art, or leisure activities. They play the raunchiest music, although they do keep the volume down so I don’t know about it. But then they complain about the sweet music I play on the mandolin. That’s what really hurts. I know they are just trying to get back at me for being critical of their interests, but hey, these guys have an enormous amount of talent and ability that they’ve flushed down the toilet. Kevin still plays drums and bass in the school band without any effort, but Connor has completely given it up. I hear about other people’s kids doing fantastic things with music. Is anybody out there disappointed by their kids’ choices?
I might add that son #4 is 11, is a real sweetie who still enjoys the dances, but due to his myriad of developmental delays and learning disabilities, can’t tell the difference between music and a train wreck.