In my next life I will play the violin. I begged for that as a child, but was limited to the piano. (My fingers are short; I was never any good at the piano.) I think maybe there were two reasons for not being allowed to play the violin. Maybe three. 1. We had a piano, we did not have a violin. 2. I don't think my parents could afford a violin and the lessons. 3. It wasn't available in school the way it was for our kids.
There might be a fourth: I think the sound of me screeching on the violin would have driven my mother bats**t crazy. She had issues.
