This year I volunteered to play viola for awhile by the makeshift cafe set up outside the food room. I’m glad I went first, because the acts that followed were far more fun. Solo viola music is just always going to be more somber than an accordion even if I wore sparklers in my hair during my performance, but hey, I can only do what I do, and it lent variety. I will say, though, that I am always impressed by how many small children plunk themselves down in front of me when I play, happy to listen to Bach no matter how serious it is. It’s always the parents who shoo them along at some point, never the kids who want to leave, which is interesting.
Anyway, I didn’t discover until I got to the fair that Mona’s class had made jewelry for it. Her teacher had shown everyone how to make little things out of beads and wire, and the kids priced their work themselves and mounted them on display cards. As soon as I heard about it I sought out the right table and looked for Mona’s contribution.
Silly Mona. For that smile I’d have gone as high as $12.50.