I nearly lost my Violin bow, Phew!

Thanks God. It comes back to me in the end.

Oh well, I was actually left my bow behind unknowingly after the class on last Thursday evening and the thing was, I only realized it on Monday night in the following week. Just when I wanted to take everything out from the violin case for regular practicing at home. Oh my God. I was quite nervous at that moment and trying to bring everything to mind. I tried my best scanning through every piece of my memories discreetly in order to find out where on earth I leaved the bow.

I remembered the last time I used it was during the violin class on last Thursday night. I went for the basketball game with my buddies until very late on Friday evening, so of course I didn’t carry out the practice – I didn’t want to awake my neighbours and get complaints by them. The next day, I had to work until 6pm and then, I went to the string orchestra at Foon Yew High School with my boyfriend until 10pm. Still, it was too late for me to play the violin.

On Sunday, I woke up quite late and merely carried out the reading at StarBucks with my boyfriend for almost the whole afternoon. And, we spent our evening in front of the telly for hours before we turned in. So, all in all, the high possibility was, I could be leaving my bow in the school. I felt better when I thought in this way. I mean, at least I had got an idea where it was. This makes you feel better than you know nothing whereabouts your bow, isn’t?

Once I had an idea about where my bow was, I quickly rang up to the violin school. It was about 9pm the time I made the call. A lady was answering my call. She is one of the teachers there. She helped me to look for the bow in the classroom but she found nothing. Oh, what a bad news! The disappointment crept across my face. But then, “May be somebody has found it and passed it to Miss Yap. Can you ring back again after 9.00am tomorrow and check with her?” she chipped in suddenly. Oh, great. “Ok. Thanks!” This had definitely got me back into the expectation again. I hoped it would not upset me, then.

I rang to the musical school the next day morning and talked to Miss Yap. She said she had never received any lost bow from other people lately. Oh no. Who took my bow? “Jenny, bear with me a minute. I will go upstairs and check for you again. I will call you back.” She offered her help. “Sure. Thanks.” I said blankly.

After a while, she called me back. “Hi Jenny, I’ve found your bow in the classroom,” she said. But the lady teacher who I talked to last night told me that she couldn’t find it. Did she (the lady teacher) lie? Anyway, I wouldn’t mind anymore as long as I could find my bow back.

“Oh, great. Can you keep that for me and I will come and get it tomorrow after work?” I replied merrily.

“Yes. Of course,” she said.

“Thanks a lot. Cheers!”