Sarit’s first lessons:
The violin screams, cries, yells.
Strings squeak and scratch.
“Mom, I can never do it”
“Patience is the only way.”
Lessons
27 Friday Mar 2015
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Hortus Closus
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Terrible cet intrusion de paroles dans la poésie, ça la rend terriblement vivante. On s’y croirait. Je découvre avec bonheur le “Tanka”, tu le manies à merveille avec simplicité et profondeur.
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Patience is a virtue but pays off in the long run.
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Does her Mom teach her?
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Yes:, I teach her
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Reblogged this on Moral Value Story.
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That was so cute! It made me laugh.
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Merci Esther pour votre présence.
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Help her to learn. True and beautiful!
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Patience is the way. I remember. 🙂
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Good weekend my friend Esther! Take good care of you …
Hugs and kisses.
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My first written words
Were quite difficult to read,
Even for myself.
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🙂
Before becoming
a bird, noise is like a game.
It is good sound too.
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awesome.
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Screeeek Squauuk RRrrrreeee … I remember 🙂 so sweet
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
PRECIOUS SARIT-!
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