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There was a violin camp. In the woods. We ate crabs. One girl came out of the closet about being a blonde. We learned that we suzuki violinists are retarded as a whole. Nothing new here!
Our teacher was wearing a t-shirt that read "not interested" for the better half of the weekend, which caused much amusement. In. Any given situation, actually. And we learned to play one concerto for four (crazy!) violins by Vivaldi.
The... special slip of the camp: "Vegans... I mean, cannibals."
Our teacher was wearing a t-shirt that read "not interested" for the better half of the weekend, which caused much amusement. In. Any given situation, actually. And we learned to play one concerto for four (crazy!) violins by Vivaldi.
The... special slip of the camp: "Vegans... I mean, cannibals."