I located a couple of jaw harps stashed away in one of my boxes. Seems to me that at least one of them was a souvenir from a grade school fieldtrip of mine – maybe Connor Prairie. But who really knows? My memory is shot. So I took the bigger jaw harp to school on Monday and gave it to one of my eighth grade girls. She has the reputation of being rather talkative, so I thought I’d kill two birds with one stone: I’d take care of a Give and I’d give her mouth something quieter and less annoying to do … at least for one class period. (She’s got a good sense of humor.) It worked.
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