This is my monkey:
He was presented to me as a gift on the final day of conducting class.
Why?
What, you mean most adults don't own a stuffed monkey?
OK, I'll 'splain:
You see, I have long arms. And when I conduct, I sometimes feel awkward in how I use them. So this summer I took to referring to this problem as conducting like a "drunk monkey". The class found this to be hilarious, so apparently my self-deprecating humor was successful!
At any rate, the joke/nickname stuck, and so at the end of the summer two of my friends gave me this monkey. I love it. It makes me smile every time I look at it.
PS: There's also a little "dance move" that illustrates the "drunk monkey," but you'll have to ask me to see that one in person.
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