On my eighth birthday, Dad bought me an accordion and said excitedly, "Once you learn to play, it'll stay with you for life." But I didn't want to play it. I just wanted to play games, But Dad asked me to take accordion lessons. One day, I found a box in a corner. When I opened it, I saw a beautiful violin. "It was your father's," Mum said. "His parents bought it for him. I guess he got too busy on the farm to learn to play it." I had to practice half an hour every day, and every day I tried to get out of it. But _ I asked why. He answered, "Because you can bring people joy. You can touch their hearts." He added softly, "Someday you'll have the chance I never had: you'll play beautiful music for your family. And you'll understand why you've worked so hard." I was speechless. The lessons stopped after I finished high school. When I grew up, I got married and moved into a new house. I put the accordion in the attic . One afternoon, my two children found the accordion by accident . They got very excited. "Play it. Play it," they laughed and said. I started to play some simple songs. I was surprised I could still remember them. Soon the kids were dancing. Even my wife was laughing and clapping to the beat. At that moment, my father's words came back to me, "Someday you'll have the chance I never had. And you'll understand." I finally knew why Dad had asked me to practice hard. Dad never learnt to play his violin. But I told my family, "This is my father's music."
What was found in a box in the corner?
Whose was it?
Why had it been neglected?
What other instrument was less exciting?
How long was practice?
Did the instruction stop after eighth grade?
When did they stop?
Where did the instrument end up?
Was that in the childhood home?
How many of the offspring discovered it?
Did they find it boring?
What were the titles of the melodies that were played?
Did the spouse like the instrument?
What did she do?
What was the instrument supposed to give to others?
On which year of birth was the instrument given as a gift?
Was the other, more beautiful instrument ever learned?
a beautiful violin
a beautiful violin
your father's
your father's
he got too busy on the farm
he got too busy on the farm
an accordion
an accordion
half an hour every day
half an hour every day
no
The lessons stopped after I finished high school
after I finished high schoo
after I finished high schoo
in the attic
in the attic 
no
moved into a new house
two children
two children
no
They got very excited
unknown
unknown
yes
Even my wife was laughing 
laughing and clapping to the beat
 laughing and clapping to the beat
joy
joy
On my eighth birthday
On my eighth birthday
no
Dad never learnt to play his violin