From September 27, 2010
So Rebekah comes into my room tonight, holding
back tears (and this is a child who does not cry easily), telling me that her
dad says once she has moved she will never be able to come back to this area
again. Bozeman is the only town Rebekah has ever known, and her friends
are here, as well as the college she would some day like to attend as a music
major.
He also told her she should quit dance and band this week, rather than next week (I had promised her this final week of band and dance). This brought her to tears because she is actually very social and has a lot of friends. She is having a hard time saying goodbye to them as it is. She wants to spend every last hour (in band or dance) with them. Probably a good idea because she likely won't be dancing or playing in band for at least a week after we get there anyway.
She is also concerned because her dad is telling her she can't go to band at OHHS because it is too far for her to ride a bike. It is a bit of a jaunt and this concerns me as well. But if the Oak Harbor school district will allow homeschoolers to attend band, it is something she is desperately going to want to do, particularly if we can't afford private percussion lessons. Her current percussion teacher is compiling a list of private teachers in the area for her already. He is a member of the Bozeman Symphony (just like Anne's trumpet teacher) and has connections in the Seattle area. He also seems familiar with Whidbey Island area music teachers.
We will see what comes of this, but is it necessary to take away a child's hopes and dreams during a time that is already going to be so difficult? I told her Yes, we will come back. It may not be for a couple years but we will make sure we return if only for a visit. Maybe once I get my degree we can make a Yellowstone visit out of it and she can see her friends again. That way, she won't have to wait so long. Regardless, the last thing I want to do is take her hope away.
He also told her she should quit dance and band this week, rather than next week (I had promised her this final week of band and dance). This brought her to tears because she is actually very social and has a lot of friends. She is having a hard time saying goodbye to them as it is. She wants to spend every last hour (in band or dance) with them. Probably a good idea because she likely won't be dancing or playing in band for at least a week after we get there anyway.
She is also concerned because her dad is telling her she can't go to band at OHHS because it is too far for her to ride a bike. It is a bit of a jaunt and this concerns me as well. But if the Oak Harbor school district will allow homeschoolers to attend band, it is something she is desperately going to want to do, particularly if we can't afford private percussion lessons. Her current percussion teacher is compiling a list of private teachers in the area for her already. He is a member of the Bozeman Symphony (just like Anne's trumpet teacher) and has connections in the Seattle area. He also seems familiar with Whidbey Island area music teachers.
We will see what comes of this, but is it necessary to take away a child's hopes and dreams during a time that is already going to be so difficult? I told her Yes, we will come back. It may not be for a couple years but we will make sure we return if only for a visit. Maybe once I get my degree we can make a Yellowstone visit out of it and she can see her friends again. That way, she won't have to wait so long. Regardless, the last thing I want to do is take her hope away.
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| Rebekah on the Marimba |
Rebekah and her favorite percussion
instrument, the Marimba
She is
holding four mallets: red and blue
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