Tiny Virtuoso This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   Tiny VirtuosoI grew up with a violin,small, squeaky, chippedtucked under my chin.The first time I saw it,fright, excitement, expectationpacked into the tiny plastic case.Mom took pictures,pride, hope, joyof her tiny virtuoso.Practice, Practice, Practice.I never knew that accomplishment,tears, frustration, shock, ecstasysounded like "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star."by Erin O'Leary, Holliston, MA


This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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