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ciroccoj... even when I want to scream at him in frustration.
It's a really good thing my kids are really good at certain things, like math and language arts and science, and generally smart. Because every so often I smack up against something they're not good at, and it's excruciating.
I am no musical prodigy, or particularly talented. I have a pretty little voice with a range of about half an octave, am no earthly good at sight-reading (hey, I'm a soprano; I never have to) but I'm very good at remembering music once I've heard it. And I have a decent sense of rhythm. And I have nothing like perfect pitch, but can certainly hold a tune.
My children have almost no musical talent whatsoever. Justin almost never sings, but Daniel does and is almost tone-deaf. And he (Daniel, that is) has about as much sense of rhythm as your average blowing leaf.
It's painful. Really, truly painful. Not so much when he's singing for fun (I just wince once or twice) but when he's doing piano, it's all I can do to not strangle him. He's been struggling to play the same five bars for over half an hour, The First Nowell, and it's just not coming out. It sounds like Jingle Bells or something. I've tried clapping the rhythm with him (just confused him), setting the metronome (which clicked annoyingly in the background while he plonked on the keys with no relation to the clicking), counting one-and two-and three-and (guh! not helpful!) and finally one two three four five six, which appears to have helped somewhat. But he really can't hear or feel the difference himself.
And right now he's plonking and counting along while singing the melody, the notes from his mouth having only minimal similarity to the ones from the piano.
It's like nails on a blackboard.
Augh, augh, augh. Kill. Me. Now.
It's a really good thing my kids are really good at certain things, like math and language arts and science, and generally smart. Because every so often I smack up against something they're not good at, and it's excruciating.
I am no musical prodigy, or particularly talented. I have a pretty little voice with a range of about half an octave, am no earthly good at sight-reading (hey, I'm a soprano; I never have to) but I'm very good at remembering music once I've heard it. And I have a decent sense of rhythm. And I have nothing like perfect pitch, but can certainly hold a tune.
My children have almost no musical talent whatsoever. Justin almost never sings, but Daniel does and is almost tone-deaf. And he (Daniel, that is) has about as much sense of rhythm as your average blowing leaf.
It's painful. Really, truly painful. Not so much when he's singing for fun (I just wince once or twice) but when he's doing piano, it's all I can do to not strangle him. He's been struggling to play the same five bars for over half an hour, The First Nowell, and it's just not coming out. It sounds like Jingle Bells or something. I've tried clapping the rhythm with him (just confused him), setting the metronome (which clicked annoyingly in the background while he plonked on the keys with no relation to the clicking), counting one-and two-and three-and (guh! not helpful!) and finally one two three four five six, which appears to have helped somewhat. But he really can't hear or feel the difference himself.
And right now he's plonking and counting along while singing the melody, the notes from his mouth having only minimal similarity to the ones from the piano.
It's like nails on a blackboard.
Augh, augh, augh. Kill. Me. Now.
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