As a young girl, I wanted to learn to play the piano. I begged my parents to take piano lessons. Finally, the summer before my 4th-grade year, they found a piano teacher who lived about a mile from my house. I was so excited to finally be able to learn. At first, it didn’t bother me that I had to walk or ride my bike to my lesson. I tried really hard to practice also, but sadly that wasn’t going to work the best. You see, we had an old piano that came with the house when my parents bought the house. The ivory on the keys was missing, the piano was extremely out of tune, but the worst part was that middle C stuck. So every time I would practice I would have to stop and release the middle C key before I could play another note. This made it extremely hard to practice and I didn’t progress as much as I would have liked. When possible I would go to my grandmother’s house to practice the piano. My grandmother was a really good pianist, she played piano at church. My dad played when he was younger and I even have the record that he made when he was probably around 10-12 years of age. Some of those piano playing genes had to have been passed down right?
At the beginning of my 5th-grade year, I didn’t get to start piano lessons right away. My teacher was sick and didn’t start teaching again until halfway through the year. And then it was time to pick an instrument for the band and my parents gave me the choice to continue the piano or join the band. Playing an instrument that worked was much easier so I gave up the piano to join the band. Even though I stopped learning piano, that desire never went away. There has always been a little light that has kept me wishing I could play the piano. So much so, that I made sure to give both of my daughters piano lessons when they were younger. Sadly, the didn’t take to the instrument that well (something about not wanting to practice). Kristen tried 3 different times to learn the piano and actually wasn’t doing that bad after the second try, but then she was busy with things at school and no longer had the time. I was really sad to see her give up the piano.
Fast forward several years and Kristen is now a sophomore in college. She has to take a piano proficiency test in order to graduate and she is struggling to learn the piano. I think she has a piano professor that is just working with her personality. After struggling to get her to practice the past 3 weeks, I came up with a great idea. Yes, we pulled out my old lesson books and I am going to start working on the piano. She thinks that this will be fun and help her to want to practice again if she sees me practicing. I have promised to spend 30 minutes a day practicing at least until we go back to school and then again in the summer.
Hopefully, I will progress and get to the point where I can play some easier pieces.