I was playing my viola, working on Kruetzer and scales. My dad then comes home and tells me to put my instrument up. For no reason that I can understand. I mean, I am not William Primrose or Lionel Tertis, but I am not bad either. If it had just happened this one time I would forget it, but this has been going on for a while. I want to go to Juilliard or Curtis, and he knows this but when I pratice when my mom isnt home he tells me to put it up. I just dont get this. My parents have always said follow your dreams, but its like he is saying follow your dreams anywhere but there. How can i make him understand that I love viola, and would rather die than stop playing?
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