Wednesday, December 26, 2007

What were they thinking?

This is not that best quality picture possible, but I took a picture of a picture over Christmas.

This picture is prominently displayed at my parents house. All I can say is, what were they thinking?

I remember the day we went to take this picture more than 15 years ago. I was so mad that I was stuck wearing that outfit. My sister got to wear the coolest dress in the world, and I was stuck with the skirt version and a plain old cotton tank. Amused, I was not. I blame my parents from raising me as a diva.

I was also very annoyed that I was stuck posing with my cello. I was a pretty active child (my parents wanted the diva out as much as possible :). I played soccer, field hockey, and lacrosse. I was a cheerleader and did pointe ballet and jazz dancing. I was in acting school and did more plays than you can count on both hands (all of which I enjoyed and begged my parents to do).

Except there was one extracurricular activity that I did that I did not enjoy- playing the cello. My parents made me play the cello. They thought it was beautiful and exotic. I thought it was annoying to lug on the school bus every other day. They thought I would grow up to be a cellist, I was counting the days until I could quit. They sent me to the Hart School of Music for extra lessons (in addition to those provided at school). I pretended that I was awful in an attempt to get kicked out (it didn't work- they knew I was a diva and were on to me).

To make a long story short, my parents continued to make me play the cello until the 11th grade, when the realized that I wasn't really that good at it (practice makes perfect, and practice I did not). I quit immediately.

Now, forever frozen in time, is this classic family photograph of me and my cello. Gross.

15 years later, I'm still jealous of my sister's dress, and I'd rather be posing with a champagne glass like my mom... or at least my field hockey stick. I actually enjoyed that.

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