bourgeoisie

晨起，今日是個美好的星期日
爸爸不用工作，也不用去學校上課
要是能永遠都是休息日該有多好呢？
 
Morning.

Today was beautiful Sunday.  Father needed not go out to work, and I had no school as well.
That would not be better if I could have a day off everyday...

 
早晨隨同媽媽去教堂望過彌撒後，展開了悠閒的下午
想想後天就是例行的家教鋼琴課，可得趕快把老師交代的曲子給練好
彈著一些不知名作曲家的奏鳴曲
此時從前學過小提琴的爸爸提議，不如要我來為他伴奏
爸爸演奏的是貝多芬第五號小提琴奏鳴曲－春
這是當時爸爸跟媽媽求婚時所演奏的秘密武器，當時也如同現在是個風景秀麗的春天
媽媽在一旁聆聽，不時隨著小提琴的旋律哼歌
姊姊不甘示弱地也拿起長笛，似乎是想同爸爸競爭似的
可這管樂怎能跟弦樂比呢？
如此胡鬧了一下午，可真折騰我們全家人
不想晚上還有著演奏會要去呢，連休息日都得過得這麼充實
呵呵呵呵…


After Mass, we welcomed a relaxing afternoon.

There was the piano lesson the day after tomorrow.  
I thought I need some practice; played sonatas by some unknown composers.  
At that time father, who used to learn violin,  asked me to play a musical accompaniment for him.  
The tune he was playing was "Spring" from Violin Sonata No. 5 in F major, Opus 24 by Ludwig van Beethoven 
- that was exactly how father proposed to mother.  It was in a warm spring day, just like today.  
Mother listened to us and hummed with the tune.  
Seemed like to compete with father, sister played flute to join us.  
But how could woodwind instruments be able to compare with string ones…

All of us became quite tired, but we were going to a recital this evening. 

What a busy off-day. Heheh...