An Essay from My 13 Year Old

Written by Krista Moyer
Published: September 13, 2015 at 2:31 PM [UTC]

My viola-playing son and I share a lesson. His is first, then he generally reads or plays a game on his laptop while he sits through mine. This week, however, was the first week of school. He had forgotten a book, and the school laptops have not yet been issued for the year. With no homework left to do, he got bored and ended up writing this essay:

The spelling and punctuation is all his own.

My Petulent Mom - violin practice

Mom is getting really frustrated. I guess it's because she works really hard at violin but when she gets here she doesn't play as well as she thinks she should. Mr. A**** said that in the spot she's in in the books that she would work 100% and only get a 10% improvement. It got me thinking a lot of stuff is like that; it's like the further you get into something the harder it is to get better. I thought about it more and realized that 100% of work gets you 10% improvement doesn't make sense; 100% work does get you 100% of improvement their's just less to improve. So in the end Mom your already so good that there's less for you to improve.

I know your probably going to make a reason why your not good but the way I see it, you're leagues above me, and millions of people couldn't even stand up to you at playing violin.

It's amazing how he knew how to say exactly what I needed to hear. I'm keeping this one in my case.