Guitar Lessons

E12 had her first guitar lesson last night.  She got the guitar for Christmas a year ago.  We tried book and video tutorials--borrowed from the library--but they just didn't help.  The guitar was relegated to the top shelf of the closet after only a couple of months.

Last month I was inspired.  There's a youth in our ward who plays the guitar very well.  He's preparing to serve a mission, so he's on the hunt for work of any kind.  He's a ballet teacher, so he's used to teaching.  I asked him if he'd be willing to teach E12.

We struck a deal (in which I am woefully underpaying him, but hope to remedy that soon).

He showed up promptly and prepared.

I was impressed.

In spite of the chaos of getting the rest of the family off to a college basketball game to which they were invited at the last minute, he was poised and pleasant.

I was impressed again.

He's customizing the lessons to fit her interests.

I am impressed even more.

The only problem I can find is that E12 is a 12-year-old girl and her teacher is an 18-year-old boy, and I think her little heart pitter-pats too fast to think clearly.  When I peeked in at the lessons, she had her eyes downcast and barely answered his thoughtful questions.

I'm hoping that familiarity will breed comfort (rather than contempt) and eventually she'll be able to look him in the eye and carry on a normal conversation.

But perhaps having a crush on her teacher won't be a bad thing; she might practice really hard in order impress him!

We'll see.

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  1. Heart of Wisdom AcademyJanuary 10, 2013 at 5:16 AM

    Hi, I just found your great blog this morning. I love seeing how other homeschools work! Thanks for posting all your assessments, I can't wait to read them all. It's so nice to *meet* you.

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