My Flutophone story
We moved twice between Labor Day and Christmas when I was in third grade. That’s right, three schools in less than few months. I arrived in my last school a few days before Christmas. The entire class had been learning to play Flutophones, and it was too late for me to catch up.
So a couple of days a week I got sent to the school library while they had their Flutophone lessons. That was when I took out the very first book I chose on my own. The rest, as they say, is history.
6/26/2021 01:17:32 pm
Sorry you missed out on the Flutophone (? Not sure what that is…), but the library saved my life too.
11/2/2021 12:22:20 pm
I was a student of yours 30+ years ago and am glad you found that book on the library shelf! Your classes were so interesting.
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