En una ciudad muy bonita vivía un gran joven que le gustaba tocar un gran instrumento musical, especialmente el violonchelo, algo que le apasionaba y le dedicaba mucho tiempo a ese instrumento. Su familia eran músicos y por esa parte era una motivación para ese joven, sin embargo, cada uno tocaba un instrumento distinto y de esa manera compartir muchas horas tocando grandes piezas musicales, este joven tenía como reto poder superar ese miedo de poder presentarse ante un gran público y ser muy bien reconocido con su gran violonchelo.
In a very beautiful city there lived a great young man who liked to play a great musical instrument, especially the cello, something he was passionate about and dedicated a lot of time to that instrument. His family were musicians and that was a motivation for this young man, however, each played a different instrument and thus share many hours playing great musical pieces, this young man had the challenge to overcome that fear of being able to appear before a large audience and be very well recognized with his great cello.
Cada mañana Colín se sentaba en su patio para disfrutar de un café y era su manera de poder tomar inspiración, era algo que siempre hacía antes de comenzar su clase con su profesor de música. Algunas veces salía a caminar un poco para estirar esas piernas y regresar a casa con todas las energías posible, ya que era una tarea muy grande que tenía con su violonchelo.
Una vez que tomaba su instrumento poco a poco iba agarrando esa gran confianza, esperando que la canción comenzara a sonar y de inmediato poder tocarla con su gran instrumento, a veces le costaba un poco arrancar o la pieza que le ponía su profesor no era una de sus favoritas, sin duda tenía que demostrar y preparase para cualquiera canción, ya que no sabe a qué se podía enfrentar este joven más adelante.
Every morning Colín would sit on his patio to enjoy a cup of coffee and it was his way of getting inspired, it was something he always did before starting his class with his music teacher. Sometimes he would go for a walk to stretch his legs and return home with as much energy as possible, as he had a big task to do with his cello.
Once he took his instrument little by little he was getting that great confidence, waiting for the song to start playing and immediately be able to play it with his great instrument, sometimes it was a little difficult to start or the piece that his teacher played was not one of his favorites, no doubt he had to demonstrate and prepare for any song, since he does not know what this young man could face later.
Pero a Colin se complicaba un poco, puesto que a mitad de la canción que estaba tocando se confundía y tocaba una cuerda que no era provocando que se escuchara mal, tenía que comenzar nuevamente desde el principio y repetirlo una y otra vez, por eso que las clases de Colin eran especiales y nadie lo podía molestar, solo podía tomar un respiro y continuar. Terminaba un poco frustrado y cansado, ya que a veces no le permitía progresar, por eso una vez más le tocaba sentarse en su patio para despegar la mente, donde siempre tena algo con que conversar. Colin le dice a su papá:
— Papá, hoy no fue un buen día para mí, me confundí muchas veces, no podía dominar el ritmo de esa pieza musical en dicho instrumento, además estoy muy agotado de estar todo el día parado y aún cometo muchos errores, me podrás ayudar a mejorar.
El padre, no se esperaba que su hijo le comentara y le pidiera ayuda, el padre le dijo hijo, estoy para ayudarte, cuenta conmigo siempre, además necesita agarrarle cariño a ese instrumento como si fuera tu hijo, puesto que lo tienes que tratar bien, ya que una cuerda que toques mal se daña todo. Así pasaron toda la noche conversando, discutiendo y aprendiendo técnicas para que pudiera defenderse bien.
But Colin was a little complicated, since in the middle of the song he was playing he got confused and played a string that was not causing it to sound wrong, he had to start again from the beginning and repeat it again and again, that's why Colin's classes were special and no one could disturb him, he could only take a breath and continue. He would end up a bit frustrated and tired, as sometimes it did not allow him to make progress, so once again he had to sit in his backyard to take his mind off things, where he always had something to talk about. Colin says to his dad:
—Dad, today was not a good day for me, I got confused many times, I could not master the rhythm of that piece of music on that instrument, besides I am very exhausted from standing all day and I still make many mistakes, can you help me to improve.
The father did not expect his son to comment and ask for help, the father told him son, I am here to help you, you can always count on me, besides, you need to get to know that instrument as if it were your son, since you have to treat it well, because if you play a string badly, everything will be damaged. So they spent the whole night talking, discussing and learning techniques so that he could defend himself well.
Muy temprano Colin ya estaba preparando su taza de café para así poder tomar la mejor inspiración y recordando cada una de las cosas que le comento su padre, empezó a ver resultados muy pequeños, se sentía más seguro de lo que estaba haciendo y emocionado de poder sacar una pieza musical completa en el violonchelo. Luego de pasar muchas horas practicando decido ir a una reunión de amigos, ya que lo había invitado para que tocara algunas músicas en su instrumento, el padre decidió a acompañarlo. Colin, todo emocionado, se preparó y comenzó su gran presentación, recibiendo aplausos y sorprendidos de ese gran talento, en la última presentación que le tocaba hacer cometió un error y daño la pieza.
Muchos se rieron de este joven como otros se quedaron sin pablar, siendo algo muy avergonzó para Colin, la cual le afecto mucho y ser retiro de ese lugar lo antes posible, su padre desesperado de inmediato comenzó a buscarlo para irse a casa. Colin no podía creer que lo había cometido, ya que fueron días de preparación.
Early in the morning Colin was already preparing his cup of coffee in order to get the best inspiration and remembering each of the things his father told him, he began to see very small results, he felt more confident in what he was doing and excited to be able to play a complete piece of music on the cello. After spending many hours practicing, he decided to go to a gathering of friends who had invited him to play some music on his instrument, and his father decided to accompany him. Colin, all excited, got ready and began his great presentation, receiving applause and amazed by his great talent, in the last presentation he had to make, he made a mistake and damaged the piece.
Many laughed at this young man as others were left without speaking, being something very embarrassing for Colin, which affected him a lot and to be removed from that place as soon as possible, his desperate father immediately began to look for him to go home. Colin could not believe that he had committed it, since they were days of preparation.
Pasaron unos días de aquella presentación, Colin se recuperó, pero quedo traumatizado por lo que le había pasado, no quiera volver a tocar en público, tenía mucho miedo de que le pasara lo mismo, así que decidió retirarse y abonar todo lo que había hecho hasta este momento con su instrumento. El padre, al saber de esta decisión, se sintió un poco decepcionado por la actitud de Colin, no podía creer lo que estaba pasando, donde este le dijo:
— Hijo, no te rindas con la primera presentación, todas las personas que toca algunos instrumentos pasan por eso, tienen tropiezos y dificultad para empezar, es cuestión de poner todo de tu parte, seguridad, confianza en ti mismo, de lo que quieres hacer, tú puedes.
Colin después de escuchar a su padre quedo muy pensativo, no sabía qué decisión tomar, tocar el violonchelo era su pasión, no sabía si rendirse o continuar, así que volví a sentarse en su porche pensando en las palabras de motivación que le había dicho el padre. Mientras tanto sentado recordó cada una de las oportunidades que le podía ofrecer ese instrumento, por ende a partir de allí no se dejó llevar por sus amigos, así que comenzó a prepararse para su próxima presentación en un concurso de música.
After a few days of that presentation, Colin recovered, but he was traumatized by what had happened to him, he did not want to play in public again, he was very afraid that the same thing would happen to him, so he decided to retire and pay for everything he had done so far with his instrument. The father, upon learning of this decision, was a little disappointed by Colin's attitude, he could not believe what was happening, where he told him:
— Son, do not give up with the first presentation, all people who play some instruments go through that, they have stumbles and difficulty to start, it is a matter of putting everything on your part, security, confidence in yourself, of what you want to do, you can.
Colin after listening to his father was very thoughtful, he did not know what decision to make, playing the cello was his passion, he did not know whether to give up or continue, so I went back to sit on his porch thinking about the words of motivation that his father had told him. While sitting there he remembered each of the opportunities that this instrument could offer him, so from then on he didn't let himself get carried away by his friends, so he began to prepare for his next performance in a music contest.
