When I was a little boy, my parents believe the slogan "Kids who have learned to play the piano will never become bad guys". They sent my older brother to learn to play the piano first, while my naughty brother was fired by the teacher because he would like to play in our grandmother's house for several weeks instead of attending the course. Think of this old thing, I have to say that people have their own characters even younger than you think.

But my parents didn't give up the hope. Maybe for the same reason or they just wanted to give it a try. You know, when your first experiment failed, you may doubt there was something wrong, and this time we could prevent some bad factors and make it. At least, the younger kid (that's me) doesn't like play in the grandmother's house as his brother does. They sent me to learn when I was 7. The teacher was our neighbor when I was 3. Of course, I didn't remember the things when we were neighbors. All that I knew was this teacher would beat me if I didn't follow her rule. What worse was my mother allowed her to do so. Therefore, my miserably and fortunate piano life had started.

In the beginning, I refused to learn. I kicked and beat the piano heavily. As soon as I did this, the teacher would beat me back with a iron rule. Maybe she would like to give me a course : how painful the piano is, or she was angry her piano was spoiled. Ummm, maybe both reason are right. I don't know when I had started to like playing piano during those painful period. For more detailed description, I neither hated it nor liked it. And I found that I had some gift for this. It's not that much gift to be a musician or a performer, but it's enough to escape lots of practice. Sometimes I only practiced one of times during a week, and when I played it to the teacher, I would get "Progress Award", which is worth 15 NT dollars. Sometimes I even practiced zero of times!

I don't know if I worked harder, what my skill would be now. I have a little regret for not practicing more. However, I did have enough happiness during that little-boy times. My teacher only teaches the students whose age are from 7 to 12. Also, when I was a junior high school, my parents thought it's time to study hard and I didn't like to play that much, so I quit the course. I found that I do like to play the piano until I was going to graduate from the senior high school. However, six years had passed.
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