I want to share a story with you. When I was i fourth grade we had to chose a classical instrument that we wanted to play for the next many years at my school. I was thinking about the cello, but somehow I wound up with the clarinet, my parents and class teacher considering "what was good for me" and practical matters such as the transportation to school. The idea was to match each student with an instrument that would somehow match or signify the inherent character of each child. To this day I would still favour the cello and I never really got to love the clarinet, beautiful as it may be. So I did play the clarinet for a while without much passion and consequently never got very good at it. I'm sure I would have gotten further, had the right pedagogic circumstances been there – but they weren't so as I changed schools I quit and found my way to the bass which I still play whenever I find the time.
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