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I'm no expert, but I'm pretty sure that's not supposed to happen...
For the past two weeks, I've been in New York. I went to a summer music camp called Csehy, met lots of new people and had a ton of fun. Each Saturday there was a concert. Last night was my last concert, which was fun in spite of what happened right before I was to take my place with the orchestra. I went to get my violin from the case, picked up the neck, and it slid cleanly off of the body. I now have a decapitated violin... I was still able to play in the concert however. Some of the staff/faculty found a temporary replacement for me to use. Amazingly, I didn't cry.
On a slightly different note, my counselor was awesome!! You can check out her blog here. I made a bunch of new friends, and I hope to go back next year. :)