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Linnea isn't taking band next quarter, because she really doesn't like the temporary director. So she decided to focus on music she wants to play (since she works with our music teacher still).

And what does she want to play?

Sinatra.

On the flute.

She printed out My Way and Strangers in the Night and she sound pretty damn good already.

I'm not a big Sinatra fan and it tickles me pink that Linnea is. None of us like jazz either, and she does, so eh, she's my beloved little changeling.

That said, My Way was initially written in French, but a Frenchman, called "Comme d'habitude", meaning as usual or as always and written and sung by a singer my sister loved but I didn't. So I know many, but no all of the words. Standard American Culture means I know a lot of the works, but not all, of My Way. So as she plays, I'm singing along IN MY HEAD back and forth between the two languages, and not knowing 100% of the words even with both.

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