The beginnings of a cello player.

I just want to write and express something. My cello teacher, Emily, once asked why I wanted to play the cello. I responded in mumble sort of manner not really knowing how to express why I wanted to learn... I went to one of her house concerts and tears welled in my eyes hearing and seeing Emily play. So there I was, trying to express why I wanted to play the cello when in all actuality I was describing or trying to describe what was right in front of me. Emily. That is why I want to play. Because of people like her. She is truly amazing. She is passionate. She has emotion. She really loves what she does and its all about the music. She is creative and talented and deep down soul-full. I just really am so glad that I was able to be taught by her. Even once. She has made learning the cello not just a hobby for me but an instrument I will never forget. She is going to be big! :) She asked me to play in her last house concert, which I really hesistated on. Its totally not what I do. I fear it. I fear being alone and everyone watching me play. I fear messing up. But because of those reasons I decided I would accept the challenge and just suck it up no matter the outcome. I was nervous. I mean.... My whole body was shaking and couldn't stop! Hands sweaty, Rashed completely... So when I played with my bow it had a nice little influctuation from my body shaking! I kept going though. Tried to not think about what I was actually doing, performing in front of a crowd, and just did it. It wasn't my finest. It wasn't some immaculate thing. It wasn't perfect. But for me I learned that I don't have to be perfect. No one is expecting perfect. Just do the best you can. So there you have it. I, Kate, am learning the cello from the greatest teacher in the world and faced a fear. Thanks Emily.