Would he come and play his violin? They had heard he was a very good musician. They had put money aside, and once every two weeks someone was invited to talk or give a presentation of some sort.
Two weeks ago they had a visiting heart surgeon speak to them about the latest advances in cardio-vascular research. Of course, a heart surgeon costs the earth, but it was worth every cent, and he also gave a few tips as to how best to look after ones heart.
Before that the local representative of the “Save the Dolphin Society” spoke about the need to protect the rare Hector’s Dolphin against getting caught in fishing nets. He too got paid handsomely for his efforts.
And now, could you come and play your violin? He practised for it all week.
And indeed he did play wonderfully! The applause! And they gave him a lovely thank you card:
Thank you for sharing your gift of music with us all. You have indeed been blessed with a wonderful talent, and it is marvellous to see someone giving so freely of something they enjoy.
Listen to the story being read HERE!
The artist’s lot….
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Yes, I think people muddle up creation with recreation!
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Oh yes – this one will resonate with many!
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We march to the same drum… we sing to the same tune… Roll out the barrel!
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Funny how wr tend to expect ‘ art’ for free whilst willingly paying for everything else. I like the message behind this story, Bruce.
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Thanks, Chris. I live with the non-payment problem everyday! … which is why I’m so poor!
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You and me both, Bruce!
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Like Literary festivals where they pay the electricians and the caterers but not the writers….
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You get more for scrubbing the toilets!
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Beautifully told story of an old truth about working for love and/or money— though I knew how it would end, long before the ending. Perhaps there will always be those who give a great deal more to the world than they receive in return from conventional society. That sometimes brings me to anger and tears. But I hope they continue to exist, as they are my favorite people.
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Yes, thanks for that, Cynthia. Sometimes I think it’s their own fault for being too nice. When I was a school librarian on $12.50 an hour (the absolute minimum wage) I used to do 10 to 15 hours for free over and above that: writing and producing the annual musical, creating and maintain the school’s website…. etc. “Oh you’re so creative” was all I got. Since I did all this from home, I asked the Principal if I could have $10 to help pay for the internet costs. To which his response was “If you want to get paid for it we might as well use the money to get it done professionally.” I let them do that, and it cost them $18,000 for the website alone! I think that gave me more pleasure than if I’d been given the money!
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So true…….when we have artists visiting from India, the tickets to their shows cost less than a movie at Event Cinemas 😦 😦
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Nearly everyone’s comments were automatically going into the trash. I have hopefully rescued them all! Thanks for pointing out the glitch.
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Send money, in a brown paper bag, keeping in mind the current exchange rate. Thank you.
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Mozart is smiling from his grave.
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Great story here – and am glad the violinist didn’t drop dead at the end!
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LOL! That comes later!
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*shakes head* Tsk-tsk. Yeah. Right. 😦
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And, while spinning in his grave, Mozart is nodding his head in agreement.
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Oooh. Surge. of. rage. There is so much like this that happens…
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The comments have returned. They had disappeared.
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Ah, Bruce, I have been so sick with an evil virus I didn’t go to work last week. And just doesn’t seem to get better: just enters a new stage…having to try the minute clinic today. Ugh.
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Eek, what’s happening? My comment(s) have done disappeared, Brace Almighty.
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A brace of Bruce’s. That’s at least a couple – I think? A brace of pheasants.
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Peasants plucking pleasant pheasants …
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Oops, that should be Bruce. That comment stuck, anyhow.
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On mine, the comments are still there – including your incisive observations….
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Huh! All 17 of them? 🙂
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There seem to be more than 17 – oh no – wait – I’m getting muddled with a collection of famous quotations from highly clever people.
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Oh. There goes my pride, taking a battering again. Don’t worry, I can take it. You’re probably not worried, come to think of it.
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My comment disappeared 😦
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It’s magic! I’m not deleting anything. Perhaps the authorities have simply got jealous of all these wonderful people commenting here!
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Come to the party and bring your guitar
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Or play the piano all night for free!
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This story didn’t surprise me at all.
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Free arts seems to be a universal assumption!
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A far-stretched one
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And I am reminded of Nietzsche who once said famously, “Without music, life would be a mistake.” How nice that he shared his gift of music with them —he needed to be thanked indeed. What a beautiful story!
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Where’s my bloody pay?…
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It’s in the blood of music, sir.
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After a few of those he will get to ask beforehand about payment.
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Hopefully.
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