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The present cello I am in the process of considering is a $6000 China one. It has orange brown varnish, and it resembles the colour of Weetabix,. It has a very brignt, in-your-face sound and is much too happy for my liking. I figured it's impossible to play on a irritatingly bubbly cello all the time. And worse of all, it's female. Which means whiny, temperamental, unpredictable, and too much to stomach. And not to be racist or anything but it's a China cello.

Why am I thinking of buying it then? Because it won't drain all of my money, it has a loud happy sound and it's female. If its sound is personified, it's a bit like a blonde car roadshow promoter.

After 3 weeks of break I went back to KoolPurple School again. SpunkyGirl's hair has grown longer, and messier, and she is starting to whack her cello like a boy. QuietBoy has become a lot darker after going to Krabi - he looks almost Thai now. He's still as quiet, and scarily so sometimes. He smoulders when Chatterbox Boy rants on and on. Sometimes I think ChatterboxBoy talks like a schizophrenic; he makes extremely random connections! He has also earned a scar and a few burns courtesy of one Shanghai restaurant. Kids change really fast, and not at all.

MusicFanatic is actually improving, although she claims extreme lack of motivation.
However after showing her the wonders of the Miracle Study that I recently stumbled upon, she was totally amazed at the immediate results, and it was great to see her get excited about cello again. As much as kids are a blast to teach, sometimes it's nice to have students who respond to your teaching. Well, SpunkyGirl is learning fast though, and her superhero powers of concentration are unbelievable in a 7 year old. Her perfectionist streak is really scary sometimes especially when she keeps wanting to restart her piece each time she makes a mistake.

It's really great fun doing this, I wish I could do this forever, but the dark side of me is saying that this feeling won't last, because nothing lasts nothing stays and everyone leaves in the end. It's just a matter of time is all.