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4th grade violin

the squeeky sound would cut through the air: as my little girl would practice her violin from the kitchen chair:     after one hour of practice the other kids would start to complain: they said she was driving them insane:      she was bound and determined to get it right: she would practice in the kitchen every night:      now she is in 8th. grade: and oh,we can all tell the progress she has made:      now she has been promoted in the orchestra to first chair: we all remember how that screeching sound would rise our hair:          09-06-2005....jdj

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