Personal Narrative: Why I Lost My Best Violin Teacher

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After immigrating to Canada in 2013, I lost my best violin teacher, I got nobody to rely on. I was lonely enough that I had thought of giving up on violin, but now I am glad I did not. I made a decision to continue my journey because I realized it was the joy of music that made me overcame nights of finger numbness and hardship, and my violin teacher was just a part of the joy. Ergo, slowly I started to play violin again. Four years ago, I made a decision to preserve in playing violin. Through days of practice, I have enhanced my techniques even without my teacher.
I am a strong believer of taking and giving, so I always volunteer, especially in elderly services sector. As I believe it is my duty to ensure they are happy when they retire from

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