Know Thine Own Self
When I was in the 4th grade I played the violin in our class orchestra. While I enjoyed learning music and making music, physically it was grueling. I do not recall complaining, at least not outwardly, and asking to change instruments was not even an option in my mind, but at the end of each class and each lesson I could be certain that the inside of my right (affected side) thumb would be red and bruised and hurt a…