Years ago, my eldest daughter Felicity played the organ at Sunday
Mass. One day we found an organ in our local St Vincent de Paul store, and
thinking it would save us travelling to the church for music practices, we
bought it. But when Felicity left home, the organ stood idle for many months.
Finally, needing space, we sent it back to the shop.
Then a couple of years ago, someone offered us another
organ. As I rather regretted getting rid of the first one, I quickly accepted
the kind offer.
“What will we do with an organ?” asked Andy. “No one played
the last one.”
“You never know… one day one of the other girls might like
to play it,” I replied.
So the organ moved in, and periodically I said, “You could
try out the organ…” hoping someone would suddenly feel like bringing the
instrument to life. But the girls only mumbled, “Maybe.” At regular intervals,
Andy muttered, “No one is ever going to use that organ. Can’t we get rid of it?
It’s taking up space,” and I replied, “No, maybe one day…”
Today, ‘one day’ arrived.
This morning, Sophie announced she was going to practise the
piano. As she was finishing, she suddenly remembered the organ. “I wonder if I
could play the organ.”
“You could turn it on and have a go,” I said, trying not to
sound too excited.
So Sophie and Gemma-Rose headed to the family room where the organ lives. Soon I
heard, “How do you play an organ?”
“I don’t know but there’s a book out there somewhere,” I
A short while later, I could hear someone playing a few notes. “I’ve worked
it out. I even know what to do with this pedal.” Before long I could recognise
the tune of one of Sophie’s piano pieces. And then she appeared. “I found 60
lessons for the organ. I put them all in order. They’re all there.” Sophie’s
face was glowing.” I think I’ll add ‘learn to play the organ’ to my list of
things I want to learn this year.”
Andy wasn’t home when this exciting event took place but he
soon heard about it when he returned.
“I’m learning to play the organ,” Sophie announced. “Hey,
Mum, do you want to learn too? I could show you how to do it.”
I politely declined the offer. I’m not musical at all. No, I
get all my musical pleasure from listening to my children sing, play the piano…
and play the organ.
I know I had to wait a long time. It was definitely a long
term strewing operation. But I knew that organ would come in handy one day. I
feel like saying to Andy, “I told you so!” but I won’t. I’ll just smile and enjoy.
It’s strange how different things appeal to children at different times. Offered at the wrong time, they show no interest at all. But with patience, anything can happen.
Now what else has been sitting around here for a long time
being ignored? What else can I subtly bring to the attention of my girls? I shall go and have a look.