Antonio Vivaldi was the name of my teacher Jorge Vascones’ chamber orchestra. During my teenage years he taught me not only how to play the violin but how to appreciate it for what it does. Today, I couldn’t felt any other way but nostalgic sitting on my bed next to my stringless violin.

Antonio Vivaldi was born in March (like me) and was an extraordinary italian music composer. He played the violin and other wind instruments. At the age of 25 he was named master of violin of a music school in Venice, Italy. He died on July 28 (Peru’s independence day).

I have typed endless times ‘Violin Concerto in E major’ (by Vivaldi) on the search bar of my YouTube account. I have no idea what this music has that helps my mind focus for reading and writing.

After my classes today, I came back strongly discouraged and exhausted. When I opened my Word file to start writing my essay, I thought again about this music and when the Concerto started I took time to listen to it. That’s when a flashback flooded my mind.

My parents asking me to choose the instrument I wanted to learn: piano or guitar. I picked up violin. My oldest sisters teaching me the scale and to tune my voice according to the piano keys.

My first exam to get in music school, where I met with who later became my best friend. The so many walks from home to music classes and the so many walks after class talking to her. Dreaming of conquering the world with our life plans.

My classes, rehearsals, theaters, concerts. Backstage talks. Stage fear. Bad, good and great presentations. I never felt forced to do it because I enjoyed it, I loved it.

Special thanks to my teacher’s family who always welcomed me to their passion and to their home. Thanks for sharing this amazing opportunity that helped building my life in a good way. I learnt about patience, team work and discipline. Thank you and may my teacher rest in peace.

Do you think I can do it? Get some strings and practice it? Sounds like a great challenge for 2017. Sounds like a deal!

Note: I couldn’t find an older picture. That’s when I was around 22 years old. Next to me is Elisa, my amazing friend from the youth orchestra.


Published by Esteban Quevedo

I am a full-time observer. I enjoy reading while having a cup of coffee. I am an amateur runner. I love listening to silence and most of all: getting lost in time.

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