It’s a lovely story that rings very true.  After visiting her famous grandfather in Japan, and being enchanted by his violin playing, she has decided to take up violin herself.  Now, after only three lessons she decides she wants to perform in the school talent show.  Her big brothers scoff at her plans and run from the house when she practices.  When it comes time to go out on stage, Hana is struck by fear that her brothers may have been right all along, but she looks for the reassuring faces of family and her best friend in the audience, and imagines just playing for her grandfather.  Rather than playing a particular song, she shares with the audience the different sounds around her that the violin can mimic, just as she  remembers from when her grandfather was playing:  a mother crow calling her chicks, rain on paper umbrellas, a neighbor’s cat at night.  When she declares she has her own way of playing the violin, even her big brothers come to appreciate it for what it is.  Some inconsistencies in the illustrations (too much changing of the audience and violin from right hand to left hand and back again) were a little big distracting.