Dear Ukulele

Hi. How are you? 

I'm just writing you today to tell you what a pleasure it's been getting to know you over the past weeks. The three songs that I've managed to learn how to squeak out of your strings are great. I could play them all day long (I probably would, too, if it weren't for the sorrowful sighs coming from the living room every time I start to strum). I have to say, though, I'm a bit disappointed that our relationship isn't moving along faster... we don't have the deep connection I thought we would by now. I don't know, it's still just chords with us. 

And I was happy with that, but then I got on You Tube and I suppose... I'm a bit jealous. I mean, there's this 4-year-old kid on there playing "I'm Yours" like a pro and it really bummed me out. You of all things know that I've been trying to learn that song since I met you and this little kid who can't even speak yet is just strumming away like Mraz himself. It's discussing. 

Anyways, I just thought you should know how I feel. Don't worry about me, I'm consoling myself with the fact that in 10 years I'll be getting good and little asian boy's hands will probably be too big to play anymore. Really, I'll be alright.  

But if you wanted to speed things up, I guess that would be fine. 

See you tomorrow.

Yours,

Bird.