When the music lady came to school, she would tell stories about the different instruments, demonstrate musical styles and talk about the attributes that might make a person particularly suitable. Strong lungs, quick fingers, stamina…
Jeanette’s parents hoped she would pick up a clarinet or a tuba – even the drums – and be inspired. That she would have a passion that would inflame her and carry her to greatness.
When the music lady came to school, Jeanette pulled faces in the brass, made fart noises down the woodwind and made indiscriminate noise on the drums.
Jeanette’s chosen instrument was the fool.