His Cherry Blossom

I have heard many stories of the days before my time. I have seen many pictures of the way things used to be, but this weekend we are going to a big name music concert that smashes to smithereens any remnant of what that previous era stood for! Sometimes, I forget when I talk to the young women here that just one generation ago their mothers were completely hidden from view. Even to this day, many of the older generation still walk around completely covered head to toe. Meanwhile, their daughters are going with me to a famous rock band in their city!  This tension of the worlds that I live in causes some interesting results. On one hand, I go and teach piano to local women in their homes. I teach in English and I draw on my Western heritage and experience to tutor them in the basics of piano and music theory. This highlights where I'm from originally and the desire for these women to learn a new skill previously not allowed here. Learning music enables personal creative expression ...