Let me tell a story (a true story) of long ago when I was just learning to play violin.
I began playing violin at age 4, my mother rented me a violin for like $5.00 a month. At this time back in 1947 or 48 lessons were like $.75 per half hour (very expensive) for the times.
My mother worked at a “Howard Johnson’s” restaurant at the time, the home of 28 flavors of ice cream, her wages weren’t much during those years, right after WWII, money was scarce also, there were other waitresses robbing tips off tables they hadn’t waited on.
Anyway, back to my story.
One night my mom asked me if I wanted to go to HOJO’s and play violin for the kitchen workers and the other waitresses, (I was 6yo then). I hesitated from shyness, but I went anyways.
If I remember correctly I played, “Long Long Ago” and got a big applause from the staff. Not only that, but I was compensated with a double decker ice cream cone. So by receiving compensation for my performance, I guess I turned professional at age 6.
I had to give up violin at age 10, do to the lack of $$$ and have just started playing again about 4 or 5 years ago.
I’ll be 72 in September and proud of that too.