The video I watched was by Maria Arana and her object was her father's wallet. 

When I entered first grade in Hong Kong, everyone at my school was forced to choose an instrument to play. I didn't want to choose because I already had a lot of homework and practicing an instrument takes up the rest of my free time. At first, I sounded really squeaky and scratchy. But as I took more lessons and practiced, I began to improve significantly. When I moved to Seattle, I paused playing for three years because my mom couldn't find a violin teacher for me. I have been playing my violin for more than three years now, and I am really happy to have it. But sometimes, I still don't want to practice.

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