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I wish I had a teacher like you. I am sure that many of us could learn from a lesson or two with Buri. Hmm... my youth orchestra is looking to head to Japan next year on tour, might see if I can line up a lesson. Buri - you are clearly a special teacher. Good for you! With a mother like that, the daughter has to have extraordinary passion and resilience for keep up with the violin. I’m sure your support of her has been tremendous over time that could very well be one of the very reasons she has gone so far and wants to be professional. Like all others, I envy your students and wish I could be in Japan soon. But I’m also somewhat relieved to know that you are training other teachers. I hope you are writing and publishing your books too. I'll buy every one of them for myself and will give them away as gifts. Greetings,
Ben , let me know when you are here and I will come and listen.
Yixi, last book I worked on was as Ghost writer. It`s called `teaching English to Children in Asia,` by David Paul. I`m afraid it wouldn`t interest you too much.;)
Cheer,s
Buri Buri, I'll buy ANY books you write. Just tell me where I can purchase them. Greetings,
save yer pennies for Simon Fischers new book coming next year `The Violin Lesson.`
Cheers,
Buri
PS I have recently got into a whole new quartet sound listening to the Amadeus. Yesterday I bought theBrahms Sextet with them and Pleeth and someother viola dude. I don`t know this work but it was one of the most awesome things I have ever heard on disk. I couldn`t stop playing it over and over. A Deutsche Gramaphone classic. Is the one with 5 discs? I'll put that one on my wish list. I've got the Naxos version of sextets played by Stuttgart Soloists and I like them very much. You've done wonders with both the daughter and the mother. That's quite a hard task -- especially the mother, IMO. I agree with everyone who praises you as a great teacher. I’ve known a lot of mothers in China are like this – full of negativity, demand, no imagination nor confidence. My heart always goes to the children and hope their heart will remain gentle and kind despite that.

I was thinking about this story this morning on my way to work. I though I would be choking with tears the moment I realized the meaning of all this: how beautifully I could play in front of my own mother only with eyes closed!