While many of you were still in God’s plan, I tried out our school band in 60’s. I was given a cornet and my friend, a clarinet. This young friend of mine was crying, believing that he should play the trumpet. Hoon gave his trumpet to his friend. A few decades later, my son who was missing his old friends and community in a small rural area started a new school in a big city and as a distraction from this homesickness, he wanted to try clarinet! After two weeks of lesson, he took sick. His father decided to fill in for his son and went to the lesson. His son did not want to go back later. As you know, the lesson is monthly and the rental, for semester (3 months) and they had paid for all these. Now the Kim’s had a problem. The solution? Hoon continued. Don’t you agree that it is providential that Hoon plays the clarinet for his old friend and his son?
Luckily he had a sabbatical and he wanted to do something that he did not normally do. He sought out a community band and an art studio. He found Resa’s Pieces on the Internet and after a brief audition (or an interview secular people would call it) over phone with Ruthie, the band president, he joined it. It was 2010 and he has made a lot of noise around his home, of course, for extra household chores for that.
He enjoys the community as a whole and the small talking group called “the clarinets.” The group contributes in a very modest way to occasional reminders from our patient conductor: “Stop talking!” “Practice at home!” or “Look at my stick!” There is one home work which I do faithful but is not helpful for my playing, that is, “Practice [even] while sleeping!” or I have not figured out how to do it.
Can you guess how much we enjoy each other and of course the music too?