This violin is almost a part of my soul. It is the first of the two violins that I have ever played. Its story with me began when I was in my school’s elementary school student orchestra. At one point, the pegs had trouble holding their tuning, so I had to exchange it for another 3/4 rental, but an hour later I realized that I had a deep connection with the first violin and after calling both the rental company and the store several times, I was able to buy it with some money that my great grandfather had left me, and I still have and play it. I took the picture next to a door in my house.