| A story about... Classical Music
© 2000 Marg Frey, Bryce Graves-Hurst, Nahoya, Christine Schwab |
BRYCE | CHRISTINE | MARG & NAHOYA | |
| NAHOYA & MARG | ||||
| MARG | CHRISTINE & NAHOYA | |||
| NAHOYA | CHRISTINE & MARG | |||
| MARG & CHRISTINE |
I raised my hands to begin, closing my eyes and feeling for the music. Then lowered my hands, ashamed. "I'm afraid." I say quietly, trying to ignore the soft startled gasps from those present.
The french woman looks at me impatiently, as though I am using the moment for a dramatic lull of some sort. "Afraid. Afraid of what? Everyone here is accomplished in some form of the arts. We all share our abilities with one another. Please. Continue."
I hear the nervous laughter come from my throat and flush slightly, knowing myself a fool for saying this.
| "It is not my lack of ability that I'm afraid of..." | "Afraid of success. You'll think me either a fool or a braggart..." |