I'm nine years old. I'm the only kid I know who likes opera.
The first time I heard opera was when my dad put a bit of Puccini's "Madame Butterfly" on my iPod. I liked it as soon as I started listening to it. The second opera I heard -- the first I saw -- was Puccini's "La Fanchula del West." Then I saw four other operas, including Wagner's "Die Walkure." Now I'm waiting to see "Seigfried" at the Met.
When I saw "Die Walkure," the guy who took our tickets said that there was another kid there too. When I got inside, I realized that that "kid" was 18 or 19.
Opera houses aren't made for children. When I went to "Dido and Anneas" and "La Vida Breve" the seats were too low for me. I had to sit on my knees for two whole hours.
Every time I meet a new kid I ask, "What do you think of opera?" or "Do you like opera?" The answer is always a negative.