In the Dark Blue Sky You Keep

In fourth or fifth grade, everyone in the class was required to choose a musical instrument to learn. They set up an “L” of lunch tables in the cafeteria/gym/auditorium, where they had various instruments laid out on the tabletops, and told us to choose what we wanted to play. I’m not certain if there were multiple of any, I feel like there weren’t. Looking back, I’m a little surprised this method of choosing something that takes such commitment was found to be the best way to go about it. Imagine having to pick something else like that, say another language for example. “Look, Tammy, I know you wanted to learn…